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O  F 

DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

New  Testament, 

And  ipplv'd  to  the 

Chriftian  State  and  Worfhip. 


By    /.   WATT  S9    D.  D. 


The    TWENTYFOURTH    EDITION. 


Luke  xxiv.  44.  All  Things  muff  be  fulfilled 
which  were  written  in, — the  Pfalms  concern- 
ing me. 

Hel).  xi.  32.— David,  Samuel,  andLthe  Pro- 
phets. Ver.  \o.—That  they  without  us  flmdd 
not  be  made  perfecl. 


BOSTON,  N.  E.  Printed  by  D.  &  J. 

Kkeel  and,  in  Queen-Street,  for  Thomas 

Leverett,  in  C«m-hilL     Mdcclxiii. 


A   D  V  E  R  T  I  S  E  M  E  N  T 

To  the  READERS 

On  the  following  Heads, 

Of  the  different  Editions  of  this  BO( 

r'HE  lar  th  a  Dijet 

on  the 
David  for  C 

Conduct   in  this  Imitation   or  the  Pfalm 
with.fome  evident  and  convincing  Argw  \tpport 

it. 

of  a  great  Number  of  the  Pj 

Evangelical  Sen/'e,  and  jhew  the  Recfn  why  the. 

'  either  paraphrased  or  abridged  in  . 
At   the  Requejl    of  many  F 
permitted  this  Edition  in  a  j mailer  For: 
mere  portable  and  convenient  for  publick  Worjhip  ;  he 
then  es^and  may  reasonably  demand  this  Piece, 

of  fu flee  of  all  his  Readers ,  that  they  will 
fure  and  condemn  any  Part  of  this  Work,  without  a 
diligent  Perufal  of  the  larger  Edition,  wherein  the  Pre- 
face and  Notes  in  the  ^Judgment  of  many  learned  anot 
pious  Men,  have  given  a  fufflcient  Vindication  of  the 
whole  Performance. 

,     Of  the  Ufe  of  the'  Pfalm  Book. 
The  chief  Dejign  of  this  JVork  was  tc  P(al- 

mody    or  Religious    Singing,    and  to  encourage  the 

frequent  PraSlice  of  it  in  public/:  Ajfemblies  and  pri- 
vate Families,  wiih  more  H  1  Delight :  yet 
the  Author  hopes  the  Reading  of  it  may  alfo  entertain 
the  Parlour  and  the  Clofet  with  d 
holy  Meditations.  Therefore  he  would  requejl  bis  Rea- 
ders at  proper  Seafons  to  perufe  it  through  ;  and  a. 

A  z  •         340 


IV 


Advertjsemen  t 


2±ofacred  Hymns,  they  may  find  out fever al  that  fuit 
their  own  Cafe  and  Temper,  or  the  Circumjlances  of 
their  Families  and  Friends  ;  they  may  teach  their  Chil- 
dren fiuch  as  are  proper  for  their  Age,  and  by  treafur- 
ing  them  in  their  Memory  they  may  be  furnijhtd  for 
pious  Retirement,  or  ?nay  entertain  their  Friends  with 
Tfjoly  Melody. 

Of  chufino;  or  finding  the  Pfalm. 

TIk  Perufal  of  the  whole  Book  will  acquaint  every 
Reader  with  the  Author  s  Method,  and  by  confuting  the 
index  or  Table  of  Contents  at  the  End,  he  may  find 
Hymns  very  proper  for  many  Occafions  of  the  Chri/tian 
Life  and  Worjhip  \  though  no  Copy  gf  David's  Pfalter 
can  provide  for  all,  as  I  have  fiezun  in  the  Preface. 

Or  if  he  remember  the  firjl  Line  of  any  Pjahn,  the 
Table  of  the  firft  Line  will  direfl  where  to  find  it. 

Or  if  any  fnall  think  it  left  to  fing  all  ti\e  P films  in 
Order  in  Churches  or  Frmilies,  it  may  be  done  with 
Profit  ;  provided  thsfe  Pfalm s  be  omitted  that  refer  to 
fpecial  Occurrences  of  Nations,  Chwches,  or  fingle 
Chrifiians. 

Of  naming  the  Pfalms. 

Let  the  Number  of  the  Pfalm  be  named  di/linelly, 
together  with  the  particular  Mttre,  is1  particular  Part 
t)f  it  :  As  for  Injlance  \  Let  us  fing  the  33d  Pfalm, 
2d  Part,  Common  Metre  ;  or,  Let  us  fing  the  91ft 
Pfalm,  1  ft  Part,  beginning  at  the  Paufe  ;  or,  end- 
ing at  the  Paufe  \  or,  Let  us  fing  the  84th  Pfalm 
as  the  148  th  Pfalm,  £sV.  And  then  read  over  the  fir/I 
Stanza  before  you  begin  to  fing,  that  the  People  may 
find  it  in  theirBooks,  whether  you  fing  with  or  without 
reading  Linje  by  Line* 

Of  dividing  the  Pfalm. 

If  the  Pfalm  he  too  long  for  the  Time  or  Cuflom  of 
Singing^  there  arc  Paufes  in  many  of  them,  at  which 


t*>  the    READ  E    II    S. 

may  properly  reft  :  Or  you  may  have  out  tlrfe  Verfe\ 
Which  are  Included  in  Crotchets  [  j  without  dijiurbing  th* 
Senfe  :  Or  info  me  Places  you  may  begin  tojing  at  aPaufe. 

Do  not  always  confine  your  f elves  to  fix  Stanza's,  but 
fing  feven  9f!  ttght)  rather  than  con  fund  the  Senfe,  and 
abufe  the  Pfalm  in  folemn  JVorjhir>. 

Of  the  Manner  of  Singing. 

It  were  to  be  wiflfd  that  all  Congregations  and  pri- 
vate Families  ivcukljeng  as  they  do  in  foreign  Prate 
Countries  without  reading  Line  by  Line.  Tbo 
Author  has  done  what  he  could  to  make  the  Senfe  com- 
pleat  in  every  Line  cr  two,  yet  many  Inconveuiencies 
will  always  attend  this  unhappy  Manner  of  Singing  : 
But  where  it  cannot  be  alter \i,  tbeji  two  Thhigs  may 
give  fome  Relief 

Firft)  Let  as  many  as  can  do  it,  bring  Pfalm  Books 
with  them,  and  look  on  the  Words  while  they  fng,fo  fat 
as  to  make  the  Senfe  co?npleat. 

Secondly,  Let  the  Clerk  read  the  whole  Pfahn  ever 
aloud  before  he  begins  to  parcel  out  the  Lines,  that  the 
People  may  have  Jome  Notion  ofivhat  thsy  fmg,  and  not 
be  forced  to  dragon  heavily,  through  eight  tedious  Sylla- 
bles without  any  Meaning,  till  the  next  Lines  eome  to 
give  the  Senfe  of  them, 

It  were  to  be  wijtid  alfo  that  we  might  mt  dwell  fo 
long  upon  every  Jingle  Note,  and  produce  the  Syllables 
Jo  Juch  a  tiref  Trie  Extent  with  a  conjlant  Uniformity  of 
Time  ;  which  difgraces  the  Mufuk,  and  puts  the  Con- 
gregation quite  out  of  Breatl\  in  finging  five  or  fix 
Stanza's  -,  whereas  if  the  Method  of  Singing  were 
but  reformed  to  a  greater  Speed  of  Pronunciation,  we 
might  often  enjoy  the  Pleafure  of  a  longer  Pfalm  with 
Itfs  1.  *fime  and  Breath  ;   and  cur  Pfalmody 

would  be  more  agreable  to  that  of  the  ancient  Churcl.es, 
..  Uigibli  t&  ethers,  and  mere  delightful  U    our 

A  3  Tfce 


A    D    V    E    R    T    I    S    E    M    E    N    T,  &e. 

The  various  Meafures  of  the  Verfe 
are  fitted  to  the  Tunes  of  the 
Old  Plalm-Book. 

^^Ccmmor.  Tunes,  fmg  all  entitled  Common 

j  Tunes  of  the   100th  Pfalm,  fmg  all  entitled 
0r  Metre. 

To  the  Tune  of  the  25th  Vh\m,fng  Short  Metre. 

To  the  $oth  ?la\m,fp?g  one  Metre  of  the  50th  iff  93^. 

To  the  1 1 2th  or  I2jth  Pfolm^fng  one  Metre  of  the 
\0\th  and  148^. 

To  the  1 1 7th  Pfalm,  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  19th,  33^ 
58//;,  89//?,  laji  Fart,  96th,  112th,  113th. 

To  the  122^  Pfalm,  fmg  one  of  the  Metres  of  the  93 d, 
l22d,  and  133^. 

To  the  148^  Pfalm,  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  84/*,  1 2 1/?, 
136^,  and  148th. 

To  a  New  Tune,  fmg  one  Metre  of  the   50/A,   and 

Dec,  1.  1716, 

THE/ 


T  H  E 

PSALMS  of  DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

New  Testament. 


Psalm    I.     Common  Metre. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Tricked. 

©0®LEST  is  the  Man  who  filuns  thc  Plaa 
\gl  Btg      Where  Sinners  love  to  meet  ; 
^fS^fi:  Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  Ways 


And  Sites  the  Scofier's  Seat. 

2  But  in  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has   plac'd   his  chief  Delight  ; 
By  Day  he  reads  or  hears  the  Word, 
,And  meditaces  by  Night. 

3  [He  like  a  Plant  of  generous  Kind 

By  living  Waters  let, 
Safe  from  the  Storms  and  blading  Wi    J, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  State.] 

4  Green  as  the  Leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shail  his  Profeflion  Aline  -, 
Whiic  Fruits  of  Holinefs  appear 
Lii^c  Clufters  on  the  Vine. 

A  4  5  Not 


PSALM     I. 

5  Not  fo  the  Impious  and  Unjuft  ; 

What  vain  Deiigns  they  form  ! 
Their  Hopes  are  blown  away  like  Dufr, 
Or  Chaff'  before  the  Storm. 

6  Sinners  in  Judgment  fhall  not  (land 

Amongit  the  Sons  of  Grace, 
When  Chrlji  the  Judge  at  his  Right-hani 
Appoints  his  Saints  a  Place,  ^ 

1  His  Eye  beholds  the  Path  they  tread> 
His  Heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  Ways  of  Sinners  lead  9 
Qown  to  the  Gates  of  Hell. 

Psalm    I.     Short  Metre. 

The  Saint  happy 9  the  Sinner  miferabki 
%  ^TpHE  Man  is  ever  bleft 
35      J^  Who  fhuns  the  Sinner's  Ways^ 

Among;  their  Counfels  never  (lands* 
l<    Nor  takes  the  Scorner's  Place. 

But  makes  the  Law  of  GOD 

His  Study  and  Delight, 
Arnidft  the  Labours  of  the  Day,. 
And  Watches  of  the  Night. 

Be  like  a  Tree  (hall  thrive, 

With  Waters  near  the  Root  : 
Frefh  as  the  Leaf  his  Name  (hall  livt& 

His  Works  arc  heav'nly  Fruit. 

Not  fo  th'  ungodly  Race, 

They  no  fitch  Bladings  find  : 
Their  Hopes  (hall  flee  like  empty  Chaff* 

Before  the  driving  Wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  (land 

Before  that  Judgment  Seaf.  Where 


3 


iL 


P   S   A  L   At    L  3 

Where  all  the  Saints  at  Chrl/Ts  Pvight-Hand 
In  full  Affembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows  and  he  approves 
The  Way  the  Righteous  go  : 
But  Sinners  and  their  Works  (hall  meet 
A  dreadful  Overthrow. 

Psalm     I.     Long  Metre. 
The  Difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  JVuttiL 

1  T  TAPPY  the  Man,  whofe  cautious  Feet 
JJ    Shun  the  broad  Way  that  Sinners  go, 
Who  hates  the  Place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  Tears  to  talk  as  Scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'employ  bis  Morning-Light 
Amongft  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
With  Pleafure  pondering  o'er  the  Word. 

3  He,  like  a  Plant  by  gentle  Streams, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  Green  ; 

And  Heav'n  will  mine  with  kindeft  Beams, 
On  cv'ry  Work  his  Hands  begin. 

4  But  Sinners  find  their  Counfels  crofs'd  ; 
As  Chaff  before  the  Temped  flies  ; 

So  fhall  their  Hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  lad:  Trumpet  (hakes  the  Skies. 

5  In  vain  the  Rebel  feeks  to  ftand 

In  Judgment  with  the  pious  Race  ; 

The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  Command 

Divides  him  to  a  different  Place. 

6  "  Strait  is  the  Way  my  Saints  have  trod, 
"  I  blefs'd  the  Path,  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

"  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  Road  ; 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlcis  Pam» 

A  5  Psajlm 


4  P    S    J   L    M     II. 

Psalm     II.     Short  Metre. 

Tranfiated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern, 

Slcls  iv.  24,  l?c. 
Chrift  Dyings  Rifmg^  Inter ceeding,  and  Reigning. 

1  ^TV/T^KER  anc*  Sovereign  Lord 

i  U     Of  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Thy  Providence  confirms  thy  Word, 
And  anfwer  thy  Decrees. 

2  The  Things  fo  long  foretold 

By  David  are  fulfill, 
When  Jews  and  Gentiles  pin  to  flay 
Jefusy  thine  holy  Child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  yews  with  one  Accord 
Bend  all  their  Counfels  to  deftroy* 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  Defign  5 
Againfi  the  Lord  their  Pow'rs  unite, 
Againft  his  Chrilt  they  join. 

5  The  Lofd  derides  their  Pvaje, 

And  will  fupport  his  Throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 
P   a   y   s   E. 

6  Now  he's  afcendfi  i  high, 

l*i.\  a&s  to  Earth  ; 

The  '  >od  he  pleads, 

J  pleads  his  heav'nly  Birth. 

7  He  aPKs,  an  -/.[lows, 

A  I*  nee  ; 

Far  as  the  Wert's  remotest  Ends 

>m  fhajl  advance.  8  The 


P    S    A    L    M     11. 

8  The  Nations  that  rebel 

Muft  fee]   his   Iron  Rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  Honours  well 
WhL-h  he  received  from  God. 

9  [Be  wife,  ye  Rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  Throne  \ 

i  ttembling  Joy,  ye  Peopk  bow, 
To  God's  exalted   Son. 

10  If  once  his  Wrath  ai 

1  e  pcriih  on  the  Pi  ice  ; 

ie  Soul  that  flies  ■ 
For  to  his  Grace] 

Psalm     II.     Common  Metre. 

I    1    j  fid  the  Nations  join  to  flay 

V  V       Th;  Lord's  Anointed  Son  I 
ift  his  Lav .  s  a}* 
Gofpel  down  ? 

ie  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Skies, 
- 
;\  Vengeance  in  his  Eyes, 
An  their  Spirits  through. 

3  "  >  Eternal  Son, 

"  -  from  the  £)ead  • 

"  I  make  my  holy  Hill  his  Throne, 
And  ngdom  lpread. 

l,  and  theneivoy 
. 'Lands  : 

nds. 

>   Be  rS  of  the  L::ith, 

Lord, 

o  V. 


P    S    A   L    M     II. 
%  With  humble  Love  addrefc  his  Throne, 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fccure,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  Grace  rely. 

Psalm     II.   'Long  Metre. 
Chrift's  Death,  llefurreQlon^and  Afcenfton. 
?   ^IX/HY  did  the  Jeivs  proclaim  their  Rage  ? 
Y V     The  Romans  why  theirSwords  employ  0 
Againft  the  Lord  their  Powers  engage 
His  dear  anointed  to  deftroy  ? 

jj|  "  Come,  let  us  break  his  Bands,  they  fay, 
"  This  Man  {hall  never  give  us  Laws  ; 
And  thus  they  caft  his  Yoke  away, 
And  naiPd  the  Monarch  to  the  Crofs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  Glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  Pride,  their  Rage  controuls  : 
He'll  vex  their  Hearts  with  inward  Pains, 
And  fpeak  in  Thunder  to  their  Souls. 

^  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
"  On  Zioris  everlaftjng  Hill, 
4<  My  Hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  Dead, 
14  And  he  (hall  ftand  your  Sov'reign  ftill. 

5  [His  wondrous  rifing  from  the  Earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  Birth  : 
44  This  Day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

(>  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  Right-hand, 
"  There  thou  {halt  afk,  and  x  beftow 
4<  The  utmoft  Bounds  of  Heathen  Lands  ; 
44  To  Thee  the  Northern  lfles  fliall  bow.] 

J  But  nations  that  refift  his  Grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  Iron  Stroke  ; 
His  Rod  fhall  crufli  his  Foes  with  Eafe, 
"As  Potters  Ear  then  Work  is  broke,        Pause« 


PSALM     HI.  1 

P    a     u     s     E. 

8  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  Thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  fcrve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  : 
Now  to  his  Feet  fubmit  your  Crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  Name. 

9  With  humble  Love  addrefs  the  Sou, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

His  Wrath  will  burn  to  Worlds  unknown. 
If  ye  provoke  his  Jealoufy. 

10  His  Storms  {hall  drive  you  quick  to  Hell, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  Duft  : 

Happy  tr^e  Souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  Grace  their  only  Trufl. 

Psalm     III.  Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  Fears  fupprefs'd  ;  or,  God  our  Defenfa 

from  Sin  and  Satan. 

I    "JY  /TY  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  ? 
.IVJ.     How  faft  my  foes  increafe  ? 
Confpiring  my  eternal  Death. 
They  break  my  prefent  Peace.  . 

.2  The  lying  Tempter  would  perfwade 
There's  no  Relief  in  Heaven, 
And  all  my  fwelling  Sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  Glory,  and  my  Strength, 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  chreatnthg  Guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  Head. 

4  [I  cry?d,  and  from  his  holy  Hill 

He  bow'd  a  liftning  Ear ; 
I  caird  my  Fattier,  and  my  God, 
Aad  he  iubdu'd  my  Fear, 

5  He 


8  PSALM    III. 

5  He  fh  r  mine  E 

IV  race 

That  guarded  my  RejiJk] 

6  What  tho'  the  Foils  of  Dcarh  and  Hell 

All  arm'd  againft  me  ftbcxj  : 
Terrors  nomofj 

My  Refuge  is  my  Gcd. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  Grace, 


rune,  ^  jbord,  rulh]  thy  C 
^    "While  I  thy  Glory  fing 

rod  has  broke  the  Serpent's  Teeth, 
Death  has  loft  his  Sting. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 
His   Arm  alone  can  fave  ; 
Bleffings  attend  thy  People  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm   III.  i,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.    Long  Metre. 

A  Morning  Pfalm. 

1  /~\  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes 

V>/  In  this  weak  State  of  Flefh  and  Blood  ? 
My  Peace  they  daily  difcempofe, 
But  my  Defence  and  Hope  is  God. 

2  Th'd  with  the  Burdens  of  the  Day, 
To  Thee  I  rais'd  an  Evening  Cry  : 
T  iicu  heardil  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  Help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  Aid 
I  laid  me  do  v.  n  and  flept  fecuie  : 

Not  Death  mould  make  my  Heart  afraid, 
Though  I  wake  and  rile  no  .more. 

4  But 


P    S   A   L    M     IV. 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  Night; 
Salvation  cloth  to  God,  belong  : 
He  rais'd  my  Head  to  fee  the  Light, 

And  makes  hi*  Praife  my  Morning  Song. 

Psalm  IV.   1,2,3,  5>  6,  7.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  of  Prayer  \  or  GOD  our  Portion^  and 
ChrlSt  our  Ho  be. 

1  /~\  God  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs, 
V_y  Hear  and  attend  when  1  complain: 
Thou  haft  enlarg'd  me  in  Diftrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  Ear  again. 

2  Ye  Sons  of  Men  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  Glory  into  Shame  ; 
How  long  will  Scoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  Name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  Saints 
From  all  the  Tribes  of  Men  befide  -, 
He  hears  the  Cry  of  Penitents 

For  the  dear  Sake  oi\C.brijt  that  dy'd, 

4  When  our  obedient  Hands  have  done 
A  thou  fan d  Works  of  Righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  Truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard  iiing  Grace. 

5  *Let  the  unthinking  Many  fay, 

"   Who  will  bejiow  fome  earthly  Good  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  Light  and  Love  we  p  ay  ! 
Our  Souls  denre  this  heavenly  Food. 

6  Then  fhall  my  chearful  Pow'rs  rejoyce 
Ai  C  trace  and  Favour  fj  divine, 


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io  p   s   A  L    M    IV. 

Psalm  IV.  Ver.  3,  4,  5,  8.  Common  Metre. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Tj      ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
-Ly     I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  Day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  Sin. 

2  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  Head, 

From  Cares  and  Bufinefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  convening  on  my  Bed 
With  my  own  Heart  and  Thee. 

3  I  pay  this  Evening  Sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  Work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  Faith  and  Hope  relies 
Upon  thy  Grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  Thoughts  compos'd  to  Peace, 

I'll  give  mine  Eyes  to  deep  : 
Thy  Hand  in  Safety  keeps  my  Days, 
And  will  my  Slumbers  keep. 

Psalm     V. 

For  the  hordes  Day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  Morning  thou  {halt  hear 
JL/     My  Voice  afcending  high  ; 

To  Thee  will  I  direct  my  Pray'r, 
To  Thee  lift  up  mine  Eye. 

2  Up  to  the  Hills  where  Chrijl  is  gone. 

To  plead  for  all  his  Saints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  Throne 
Our  Songs  and  our  Complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  Sight 

The  Wicked  ihall  not  fhtnd, 
Sinners  (hall  ne'er  be  thy  Delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  Hand,  4  But 


P    S    A   L    At     V.  it 

4  But  to  thy  Houfe  will  I  rcfort, 

To  taitc  thy  Mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  Court, 
And  worlhip  in  thy  Fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  jruide  my  Feet 

In  Ways  of  Rignteoufnefs  ! 

Make  every  Path  of  Duty  ftrair, 
And  plain  before  my  Face. 
Pause. 

6  My  watchful  Enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  Feet  afrray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  Defign, 
To  make  my  Soul  their  Prey. 

^  Lord,  crufh  the  Serpent  in  the  Duft, 
And  all  his  Plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  Mercy  truft, 
For  ever  fliout  for  Joy. 

8  The  Men  that  love  and  fear  thy  Name*, 
Shall  fee  their  Hopes  fulfilled  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  Favour  as  a  Shield. 

Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  hi  Sicknefi  ;  or,  Difeafes  healed* 

1  TN- Anger,  Lord,  rebuke  rne  nor,   ' 
k  X     Withdraw  the  dreadful  Storm  my 

Nor  let  thy  Fury  grow  (o  hot 
Againft  a  feeble  Worm. 

2  My  Soul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  Carc^ 

My  Flcfli  with  Pain  opprefs'd  : 
My  Couch  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
iVly  Tears  forbid  my  Reft. 

3  Sorrow  and  Pain  wear  out  my  Days  \    - 

I  wafte  the  Night  with  Cnes,  Counting 


12  P    S    A   L    M     V. 

Counting  the  Minutes  as  they  pafc, 
'Till  the  flow  Morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  frill  tormented  more  ? 

My  Eyes  confum'd  with  Grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  hew  long,  before 
Thine  Hand  afford  Relief  ? 

5  He  hears  when  Duft  and  Afhes  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  Groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  Mercies  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  Bones. 

6  The  Virtue  of  his  fovereign  Word, 

Reftores  our  fainting  Breath  ; 
For  filent  Graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  Death. 

Psalm     VI.     Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in  Sicknefs  overcome. 

1  T    ORD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  Rebukes, 

JLrf  When  Thou  with  Kinunefs  doft  chaftife  ; 
But  thy  fierce  Wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  ! 

2  Pity  my  languifhing  Eftate, 
And  eafe  the  Sorrows  that  I  feel  ; 

The  Wounds  thine  heavy  Hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  Touches  heal  ! 

3  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  Days 

In  Sighs  and  Groans  ;  and  when  'tis  Night, 
My  Bed  is  water'd  with  my  Tears  \ 
My  Grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  Sight. 

4  Look  how  the  Powers  of  Nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  fhall  thine  Hour  of  Grace  return  ? 
When  fhall  I  make  thy  Grace  my  Song  ? 


P    S    A   L    M    VII.  13 

5  I  f  fo  near  the  Grave, 
My  Thoughts  are  tempted  to  defoair  : 
But  Graves  can  netfer  praife  the  Lord, 

For  all  is  Dui't  and  Silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  Tempters,  from  my  Soul  ; 
And  all  defpairing  Thoughts  depart  ; 
M/  God,  who  hears  my  humble  Moan, 
Will  cafe  my  Flefh,  and  chear  my  Heart. 

Psalm     VII. 
God's  Care  of  his  People^  andPuni foment  ofPerj'ecutors. 

1  ]\ /TY  Truft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
1VJL     My  Hope  in  Thee,  my  God  : 
Rife  and  my  helplefs  Life  defend 

From  thofe  that  feek  nay  Blood. 

2  With  Infolence  and  Fury  they 

My  Soul  in  Pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  Lions  rend  the  Prey 
When  no  Deliverer's  near. 

3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  firft, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  Foe, 

Then  let  him  tread  my  Life  to  Dull, 
And  lay  mine  Honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  Malice  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  Eyes  ; 

I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  Thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  Hand, 

Their  Pride  and  Pow'r  conti^ul  ; 
Awake  to  Judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  Soul. 
Pause. 
[Let  Sinners,  and  their  wicked  Rage 

uumbled  to  the  Dull  ; 
Snail  not  the  God  or  Truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  Juit  !  7  He 


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PSALM    VII. 


7  He  knows  the  Heart,  l>c  tries  the  Rciits, 

He  will  defend  trT  Upright  : 
His  fharpeft  Arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  Sons  of  Spight. 

8  For  me  their  Malice  dig:r?d  a  Pit, 

But  there  themfeh  es  are  caft  ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  Mifchief  lij 

On  their  own  Heads  at  lait.] 

9  That  cruel  penecuting  Race 

Mu'l  reel  his  dreadful  Sword  : 
Awake  my  Soul,  and  praife  the  Grace 
And  Juftice  of  the  Lord. 

P  s   a  l   M     VIII.     Short  Metre. 

God  s  Sovereignty  andGoodnefs  ;  and  Man  $  Doininidn. 

over  the  Creatures. 

1  f*\  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
V*/     Thy  Name  is  all  Divine  ; 

Thy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  fpread., 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fhine. 

2  When  to  thy  Works  on  high 

I  raife  my  wond'ring  Eyes, 
And  fee  the  Moon  complete  in  Light 
Adorn  the  darkfome  Skies  : 

3  When  I  furvey  the  Stars 

And  all  their  fhining  Forms. 
Lord,  what  is  Man,  that  worthlefs  Thing 
A-kin  to  Duft  and  Worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  Man, 

That  thou  fhouldft  love  him  fo  ? 
Next  to  thine  Angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  Honours  crown  his  Head, 

While  Beafts,  like  Slaves  obey,  Ana 


p   $  A  L  M    VIII.  15 

And  Birds  that  cut  the  Air  with  Wings, 
And  Viih  that  cleave  the  Sea. 

6  How  rich  thy  Bounties  are  ! 

And  woncTrous  are  thy  Ways  :  • 
OfDuft  and  Worms  thy  Pow'r  can  frame 
A  Monument  of  Praile. 

7  [Out  of  the  Mouths  of  Babes 

And  Sucklings,  thou  canft  draw 
Surprizing  Honours  to  thy  Name, 
And  ftrikc  the  World  with  Awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heav  nly  King, 

Thy  Name  is  all  Divine  : 
Thy  Glories  round  the  Earth  is  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  mine.] 

Psalm     VIII.     Common  Metre 

Ch  rift's  Ccndejcention  and  Glorification  \  or,    Oct 

made  Man, 

1  f\  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
V-/     Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 

The  Glories  of  thy  heav'nly  State 
Let  Men  and  Babes  proclaim.  • 

2  When  I  behold  thy  Works  on  high, 

The  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
And  Stars  that  well  adorn  the  Sky? 
Thofe  moving  Worlds  of  Light  ; 

3  Lord,  what  is  Man,  or  all  his  Race, 

Who  dwells  {o  far  below, 
That  thou  ihouldft  vifit  him  with  Grace, 
And  love  his  Nature  (6  ? 

4.  That  thine  eternal  Son  fhould  bear 
To  take  a  mortal  Form, 
Made  lower  than  his  Angels  are^ 

To  fave  a  dying  Worm.  •      5   [Yet 


16  PSALM    VIII. 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  Earth  unknown, 

And  Men  would  not  adore, 
TV  obc.  bes  own 

His  Godhead  and  his  PowY. 

6  The  Waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  Feet, 

And  Fi(h  at  his  Command 
Bring  their  large  Shoals  to  Peter  s  Net, 
Bring  Tribute  to  his  Hand. 

7  Thefe  lefTer  Glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  through  the  flefhly  Cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  Throne, 
And  Men  confefs  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  Majefly 

Who  bow'd  his  Head  to  Death  ; 
And  be  his  Honour  founded  high, 
By  all  Things  that  have  Breath. 

9  Jefus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 
The  Glories  of  thy  heavenly  State 
Let  the  whole  Earth  proclaim. 

Psalm     VIII.  Vcr.  i.  i,  2.  Paraphrased. 

Firji  Part.     Long  Metre. 

TheHohnm.  of  the Children  ;  OrJnfantspraifingGod. 

1  A  LMTGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 

JlV  Thro'  the  wide  Earth  thy  Name  is  fpread, 

And  thine  eternal  Glories  rife 

O'er  all  the  Heav'ns  thy  Hands  have  made. 

2  To  Thee  the  Voices  of  the  Young. 
A   Monument  of  Honour  raife   ; 
And  Babes  with  uninftrucl:ed  Tongue 
Declare  the  Wonders  of  thy  Praife,         3  Thy 


PSALM     VIII.  17 

3  Thy  Power  affifts  their  tender  / 

To  bring  proud  Rebels  to  the  Ground* 
To  1H11  the  bold  Blafphemer's  R 
And  all  their  Policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  Temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  Face  ; 
The  Son  of  Saving  is  their  Song, 
And  young  Hp/amtah's  fill  the  Place. 

5  The  frowning  Scribes  and  angry  Priefls 
In  vain  their  impious  Cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  Breafb, 
While  Jezuifn  Babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm  VIII.  Ver.   3,  &c.  Paraphrased. 

Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Chrift,  Lords  of  the  Old  &  New  Creation. 

1    1  '    ORD,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  firft, 
X-J     Adam  the  Offspring  of  the  Duft, 
That  thou  fhould'ftfet  him  and  his  Race 
But  juft  below  an  Angel's  Place  ? 

1  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  Naturfe  fo, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  Beaft  and  Bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  Fifties  at  his  Feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  Glories  wait 
To  crown  the  Second  Adams  State  ! 
What  Honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condefcended  to  be  bdrn  ? 

e  him  below  his  Angels  made  ; 
im  in  Duft  amongft  the  Dead, 
ve  a  ruin'd  World  from  Sin  : 
But  .  e  (ball  reign  with  PowY  divine. 

.    5  The 


18  P    S    A   L    M    IX. 

5  The  World  to  come  redcem'd  from  all 
The  Miseries  that  attend  the  Fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  mail  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  Feet. 

Psal  M     IX.     FWJl  Metre. 
J!  tax  \  and  Mercy  from  the  ^Judgment  Seat, 

1  U  7TFH  mv  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Song, 

W       Thy  'Wonders  I'll  proclaim  : 
Thou  fov^rcign  Judge  of  Right  and  Wrong 
Wilt  put  thy  Foes  to  Shame. 

2  I'll  fing  thy  Majefty  and  Grace  -, 

God  prepares  his  Throne 

To  judge  the  World  in  Rightcoufnefc, 

And  make  his  Vengeance  known. 

3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  Refuge  prove 

For  all  the  Poor  op^refs'd  ; 

To  fave  the  People  of  his  Love, 

And  give  the  Weary  Reft. 

4  The  Men  that  know  thy  Name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  Grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  Juft, 
Who  humbly  feck  thy  Face. 

5  Sing-  Praifes  to  the  Righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zioiis  Hill,        * 
Who  executes  his  tfireat'ning  Word, 
And  doth  his  Grace  fulfil. 

Psalm     IX.     Ver.   12.     Second  Part. 
The  JVifdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 
«I  \K/  HEN  the  great  Judge  Supreme  and  Juft, 
V  Y        Shall  once  enquire  for  Blood, 
The  humble  Souls  that  mourn  in  Duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

a  He 


P    S    A    L   M    IX.  19 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  Gates  of  Death 

Does  hi 
In  .  ath 

They  fing  their  Fathej 

3  His  Foes  fhall  fall  with  h 

Into  the  Pit  1  B  V5 

And  Sinners  perifh  in  the  Net 

That  their  own  Hands  have  fprcad. 

4  Thus  by  thy  Judgment,  mighty  Gcd, 

Are  thy  deep  Couniels  known  ; 
When  Men  of  Mi  (chief  are  deilroy'd, 
The  Snare  muil  be  their  own. 

Pause. 

5  The  Wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  Hell  ; 

Thy  Wrath  devour  the  Lands 
That  dare  forget  Thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  Comma] 

6  Though  Saints  to  fore  Diftrefs  are  brought, 

And  wait  and  lohg  complain*     ' 
Their  Cries  fhall  not  be  {till  forgot, 
Nor  {hall  their  Hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rile,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  Scat 

To  judge  and  fave  the  Poor  ; 
*  Let  Nations  tremble  at  thy  Feet, 
And  Man  prevail  no  more. 

8  Thy  Thunder  fhall  affright  the  Proud, 

And  put  their  Hearts  to  Pain, 
Make  'em  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  Men. 
B 

P  \   A  t  M 


20  P    S   A   L    M    X. 

Psalm     X. 

Prayer   heard,  and  Saints  Javtd  5  or  Pride,  Atbetjm 

and  l 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  WfHY   doth  the  Lord  ftand  off  fo  far  ? 

V  V       And  why  conceal  his  Face, 
When  great  Calamities  appear, 
And  Times  of  deep  Diltreis  ? 

2  Lord,  (hall  the  Wicked  ftill  deride 

Thy  Juftice  and  thy  Pow'r  1 
Shall  they  advance  their  Heads  in  Pride, 
And  ftill  thy  Saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  Judgments  from  their  Sight, 

And  then  iniulc  the  Poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  Height, 
That  they  (hall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  Hand, 

Attend  our  humble  Cry  ; 
No  Enemy  (hall  dare  to  ftand 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 
P   a   u   s    E. 

5  Why  do  the  Men  of  Malice  rage, 

And  fay  with  foolifh  Pride, 
■*  The  GOD  of  Heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
«  To  fight  on  Zion's  Side. 

6  But  thou  for   ever   art   our    Lord  -> 

And    pow'rful    is  thine  Hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  Sword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  Land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  Hearts  to  p 

And  caufe  thine  Ear  to  hear  ; 
fie  hearkens  what  his  Children  fay, 

And  puts  the  World  in  fear.  8    Prou< 


PSALM    XL 

8  Proud  Tyrants  fhall  no  more  i 
No  more  defpifc  the  Juft  -, 
And  mighty  Sinners  fhall  eonuTs 
They  are  but  Earth  and  Duit. 

Psalm     XI. 

G$d  loves  the  RighUok  - 

1  ]\  yf  Y  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Lo 
.lVA   Why  do  my  Foes  infult  an  I  i'ft  i 
<c   Fly  like  a  timrous  trembling  D. 

"  To  dljlant  Woods  or  Mow  \ 

2  If  Government  be"  all  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  Foundation  of  our  Peace) 
And  Violence  make  Juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  Righteous  feek  Redrefs  !: 

3  The  Lord  in  Heaven  has  fix'd  his  Throne, 
His  Eye  furveys  the  World  below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  Things  are  known, 
His  Eye-lids  fearch  our  Spirits  through. 

+  If  he  afflids  his  Saints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  Love,  and  try  their  Grac?, 
What  may  the  bold  Tranfgreflbrs  fear  ? 
His  very  Soul  abhers  their  Ways. 

5  On  impious  Wretches  he  fhall  rain 
Tempefts  of  Brimftone,  Fire  and  Death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  Plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  Breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  Souls, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Adions  are  fincerc, 
And  with  a  gracious  Eve  beholds 

The  Men  that  his  own  Ima^e  bear. 

B    2  PiAL 


22  P    S    A   L    M   X\ 

P  s  a  L  M    XII.    Long  M< 

I 

■ 

OR1).  [j  lofl  not  fooj 

JL^  Vertue  and  T-ruth  v, .  y  ; 

Will  lc 
:  he  wholf  rs  meet, 

rpheir  I  h 

And  thei  .  rofahe. 

3  But  Ligsjthjty/ith  Qeceit\boi:nd 
Shall  nor  1  their  Triumph  Idflg  : 
The  God  of  c   will  confound 
The  fjatt  ring"  and  blafphem.ing  Ton. 

4  }  *£  y7W/  our  Words  be  free,  they  cry  ; 

"   O&r  Tongues  Jloall  be  conirozd'd  by    none  : 
cc   JVhere  is    the    Lord  vjill  ajk    us    i: 
1C  Or  fay,   our  Lips  are    not  cur  own  :' 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  Poor  opprefs'd, 
And  hears  th'  Oppreficr's  haughty  Strain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  Children  Reit, 
Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  Word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  Word,  O   Lord,  tho'  often  try'd, 
Void  of  Deceit  (hall  i v ill   appear  ; 

Not  Silver  feven  times  purify 'd 

From  Drofs  and  Mixture  {nines  fo  clear. 

7  Thy  Grace  {hall  in  the  darkeft  Hour 
Defend  the  holy  Soul  from  Harm  : 
Tho*  when  the  vileft  Men  have  Pow'r, 

On  every  Side  will  Sinners  fvvarm.        Psalm 


PSALM   XII.  : 

P   s   A   L    M   XII-    Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  a  general  I 
The  P>  omiji  &  Sig//s  of  "Chrift5 scorning  tt '/ 

i     _TELP,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail, 

XjL      R<  :nd  ; 

The  Sons  ot  Viol 

And    Treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  Oaths  and  Pro 

Yet  act  the  Fla:  t  ; 

With  fair  dec  t(  y  .peak, 

And  with  a  double  ii. 

3  If  we  reprove  forrie  hateYul   Lie, 

How  is  their  Fr.ry  lar'd  r 
"   Are  not  our  Lips  our  ::;,:,    they  cry, 
M  jlnd  who  fn  ail  he  our  Lord  ? 

4  Scoffers  appear   on  every  Side, 

Where  a  vile  Race  or' Men 
Is  rais'd  to  Seats  of  Pow'r  and  Pride, 
And  bears  the  Sword  in  vain. 
'Pause.. 

5  Lord,  when  Iniquities  aboun  1, 

And  Blafphemy  grows   bold, 
When  Faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  Love  is  waxen  cold  ;    • 

6  Is  not  thy  Chariot  hafVning  on  ; 

Haft  thou  not  giv  n  the  Sign  ? 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  Promiiefo  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,    now  will  I  rife, 

"   And  make  Opprcffors  flee  ; 

M   I  mall  appear  to  their  Surprize, 

"  And  let  my  Servants  free. 

B  3  8  Thy 


.+  PS  J  L  M  XIII. 

\  Thy  Word,  like  Silver  feven  times  try'd, 
Thro'    Ages  {hail   endure  \ 
The  •  [ruth  confide 

Shall  find  the  Promife  fure. 

Psalm  XIII.  Long  Metre. 

.  ling  with  God  under    Drfcrtlon  :  Or,  Hope  in 

Dark}irfs, 

HOW  long,  O  Lord,  (hall  I  complain, 
Like  one  that  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 
Can'ft  thou  thy  race  for  ever  hide  ? 
And  I  lliil  pray,  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  forever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardeft  not  ? 

Still  ihall  my  Soul  thine   Abfence  mourn  ? 

And  itiil  delpair  of  thy  Return  ? 

3  How  long  lhall  my  poor  troubled  Breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  Thoughts  oppreiVd  ? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  Foe, 

Rejoyce  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low. 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  Relief, 
Before  my  Death  conclude  my  Grief, 

If  thou  with- hold  thy  heav'nly  Light, 
I  ileep  in  everlaiting  Night. 

5  How  will  the  Pow'rs  of  Darknefs  boaft, 
If  but  one  praying  Soul  be  loft  ? 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  Grace, 
And  fhail  again  behold  thy  Face. 

6  Whate'er  my  Foes  or  Fears  fuggeft, 
Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft, 
My  Heart  (hall  feci  thy  Love,  and  raifc 
My  chearful  Voice  to  Songs  of  Praife. 

Psalm 


P  S  J  L  M  XIII.  25 

Psalm  XIII.    Common   Metre. 
Comthiiht  under  Temptations  cf  the  Devil. 

1  T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  ? 
X  X     My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fhdl!  I  feel  thofe  heavenly  Rays 

That  chafe  my  Fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  mail  my  poor  lab'ring  Soul 

Wrefvie  and   toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  Word  can  all  my  Foes  coiitroul, 
And  cafe  my  raging  Pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious'  Arts,* 
He  i'preads  a  Mift  around  my  Eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  Darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  Sun,  and  thou  my  Shield, 

My  Soui  in  Safety  keep  \ 
Make  hafte  before  mine  Eyes  are  feard 
In  Death's  eternal  Sleep. 

5  How  would  the  Tempter  boaft  aloud 

If  I  become  his  Prey  ! 
Behold  the  Sons  of  Hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  Delay. 

6  But  they  fhall  fly  at  thy  Rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  Head  ; 
He  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Look, 
And  hears  thy  Voice  with  Dread. 

Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  Grace 

Where  all   my    Hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  fhall  employ  my  Lips    in    Praifc, 
And  Y'ictVy  fhall   be  funs;. 
B4      ° 

, Psalm 


26  PSALM    XIV. 

P  s  ^a   l   m    XIV.     Firft  Part. 
By  Nature   all   Men    are    Sinners. 

1  TTOOLS  in  their  Hearts  believe  and  fay, 
I?     "  That    all  Religion's  vain, 

u  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  Affairs  of  Men. 

2  From  Thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  Difcourfe    proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  Hands  are  found 
Abominable  Deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  Celeflial   Throne 

Look'd  down  on  Tilings  below, 
To  find   the  Man  that  iought  his  Grace, 
Or  did  his  Juftice  know. 

4  By  Nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 

Their  Practice  all   the    fame ; 
There's. none  that  fears  his  Maker's  Hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  Name 

5  Their   Tongues. are  us'd  to  fpeak  Deceit, 

Their   Slanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  Mifchief  are  their  Feet  ; 
Nor  know  the  Paths  of  Peace. 

6  Such  Seeds  of  Sin  (that  bitter  Root) 

In  ev'ry  Heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  Fruit, 
Till  Grace  refine  the  Ground. 

Psalm    XIV.    Second    Part. 
The   Folly   of  Persecutors. 

I      A  RE  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown 
XJL  That  they  the  Saints  devour  \ 
And  never  worihip  at  thy  Throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  Pow'r  \ 

2  Great 


P    S    A   L    M    XV. 

2  Great  God,    appear  to   their  Surprize, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  Name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  Wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  Hope  to  Shame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell    among  the  Juft, 

And   yet  our  Foes  deride, 
That  we  fhould    make   thy   Name  our  1 
Great  God,   confound    their    Pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  Day    were    come 

To   finifh  our  Diftrefs  ! 
When    God    {hall  bring  his    Children   home, 
Our  Songs  (hall   never  ceafe. 

P  s  a  l  ivi    XV.  Common  Metre. 

trafters   of  a   Saint  \    Or,  J  Citizen  ofZion  ; 
Or,   The  Qualifications  *f  a  ChriJIian. 

i    \T7HO  fhall  inhabit  in  thy    Kill, 
VV       O  God  of  Holinefs  \ 

lom  will   the   Lord  admit  to   dwell 
So  near  his   Throne  of  Grace  r 

2  1  he  Man  that  walks  in  pious  Ways, 
And  v  fends; 

Tim  trulls  his  Maker's  Pron>ifes, 

v  And  follows  his  Commands. 

$  He  fpcaks  the  Meaning  of  his  Heart, 
Nor  (landers  with  his  Tongue  \ 
Will  an  m  Report, 

Nor  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong, 

4  The  w(  -ner  he  contemns, 

Loi  «  . .!i  thai  fe*r  the  Lord  j 
thp'  to  his  own  Hurt  be  fw< 

5- 


28  PSALM   XV. 

5    His  Hands  difdain  a  goHcn  Bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  Poor, 
This  Alan  /Sail  dwell  with  God  on  Earih, 
And  find  his  H; ,  >ve. 

Psalm    XV.    Long  Metre. 
Religion  and  Ju/lice,  Goodnrfs  and  Truth  ;  <?r,  Duties 
to  GOD  and  Man ;  or,  the   Qualifications   of   a 
CbriJItem* 

*   \VH°,fhaI1  afccnd  th7  heav'nly  Place, 
V  V       Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  Face  ? 
The  Man  that  minds  Religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whofe  Hands  are  pure,  whofe  Heart  is  clean ; 
Whofe  Lips  ftill  fpeak  the  Thing  they  mean  ? 
No  Slanders  dwell  upon  his  Tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he.truft  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  Neighbour's  Hurt  : 
Sinners  of  State  he  can  defpife, 

But  Saints  are  honour'd  in  his  Eves.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  Word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  Promiie  good  : 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  Thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  Pain  or  Lofs  he  bears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  Gold, 

And    mourns  that  Juftice  mould  be  fold  : 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  Poor, 
V  attend  his  Door.] 

6  He  k  rays 

For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  Face  : 
And  doth  to  all  Men  ftill  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  them. 

7  Yet, 


P    S    A   L    M     XVI.  29 

7  Yet,  when  his  hojieft  Works  are  done, 
His  Soul  depends  on  Grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  Alan  thy  Face  {hall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee, 

Psalm  XVI.  Firjl  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Confejjlon  of  our  Poverty  ;   and,  Saints  the  beji  Com-* 

pany  :  or,  Good  fForis  profit  Men^  not  GOD. 

1  TjReferve  me,  Lord,  in  Time  of  Need, 
JL  For  Succour  to  thy  Throne  I  flee, 
Hut  have  no  Merits  there  to  plead  ; 

My  Goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  Thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  Heart  and  Tongue  confeft, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  1  am  ; 

My  Praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft, 
Nor  add  new  Glories  to  thy  Name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  Saints' on  Earth  may  reap, 
Some  Profit  by  the  Good  we  do ; 

Theie  are  the  Company  I  keep, 
Thefc  are  the  choiceft  Friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  die  Sons  of  Mirth 
To  give  a  Relifh  to  their   Wine, 

I  love  the  Men  of  heav'nly  Birth. 

Whole   Thoughts  and    Language   are  divine. 

Psalm     XVI,     Second  Part.  \  Long  Metre. 
'  ChriJTs  All-Sufficiency. 

1  T  TOW  fait  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife, 
Jl   Who  hafte  to  feejc  fome  Idol  God  ? 
I  will  not  tafte  their  Sacrifice, 

Their  OrPrings  of  forbidden  Blood, 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  Cup, 
And  noble  Food  to  live  upon  j 
He  for  my  Life  has  ofler'd  up 

;j  his  u'vTt  beloved  Son.  3  Hi* 


3*  PSALM     XVI. 

3  His  Love  is  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 

By  Day  his  Counfels  guide  me  righf  ; 

And  be  his  Name  for  ever  bleft, 

Who  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Night. 

4  I  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  Eyes  ; 

At  my  right  Hand  he  (lands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  Soul  from  all  Surprize, 
And  be  my  evcrlafting  Guard. 

Psalm     XVI.     Third  Part,   Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  Death,  and    Hope  of  the  Refurreclion. 

1  II  /HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  Faith  is  ftrong, 
VV       His  Arm  is  my  almighty  Prop  : 

Be  glad,  my  Heart,  rejoyce,  my  Tongue, 
My  dying  Flefh  (hall  reft  in  Hope. 

2  Though  in  the  Duft  I  lay  my  Head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  Soul  for  ever  with  the  Dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  Children  in  the  Grave. 

3  My  Flefti  (hall  thy  firft  Call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  Duft,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  (halt  thou  lead  the  wrondrous  Way 
Up  to  thy  Throne  above  the  Sky. 

4  There  Streams  of  endlefs  Pleafure  flow  ; 
And  full  Difcov'ries    of  thy  Grace 
[Which  we  but  tafted  here  below] 
Spread  heav'nly  Joys  thro'  all  the  Place. 

Psalm  XVI.  i — 8.  FirflPart.  Common  Metre. 

Support  and  Conn f el  from  GOD  without  Merit. 
I    QAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  cv'ry  Foe  $ 
k5      In  Thee  my  Truft  I  place, 
Though  all  the  Good  that  1  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  Grace  -, 

2  Yet 


PSALM    XVI.  31 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  Breath, 

The  Saints  may  profit  by't  \ 
The  Saints  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 
The  Men  of  my  Delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  Idols  hafte, 

And  worfhip  Wood  or  Stone  \ 
But  my  delightful  Lot  is  caft 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  Hand  provides  my  conftant  Food, 

He  fills  my  daily  Cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  Good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  Hope. 

5  God  is  my  Portion  and  my  Joy  ; 

His  Counfels  are  my  Light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Day, 
And  gentle  Hints  by  Night. 

6  My  Soul  would  all  her  Thoughts  approve 

To  his  all  feeing  Eye  ; 
Not  Death  nor  Hell  my  Hope  fhall  move 
While  fuch  a  Friend  is  nigh. 

Psalm  XVI.  Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  Death  and.  Re  fur  region  0/Chrift. 

1  "  T  Set  the  Lord  before  my  Face, 

L      "  He  bears  my  Courage  up": 
-     "  My  Heart,  m  ,c,  their  Joys  exprefs, 

"  My  Flefti  ihall  reft  in  Hope. 

2  "  My  Spirit  Lord  thou  wilt* not  leave 
"  Where  Soiils  departed  are  ; 


Nor  quit  my  Body  to  the  Qj 
"  To  lec  Corruption 


iption  there. 

u  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  Path  of  Li 
"  And  i  ()nc  :     . 

Pleafure  g 
*  rhy  Pirefenci  J03  s  unknown.     4  [T 


3*  P    S    J   L    M    XVII. 

4  [Thus  in  the  Name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fung. 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  Word 
Of  his  Prophetick  Tonguj. 

5  Jefuh  whom  every  Saint  adores. 

Was  crucify 'd  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  Tomb  its  Prey  reftorcs, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  mail  my  Feet  arife  and  fiand 

On  Heav'ns  eternal  Hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  Right-Hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 
Psalm     XVII.  Ver.  13,  &c.  Short  Metre. 
Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners  ;  or,  Hope  and 
Defpair  in  Death, 

1  \   RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
-/\     And  make  the  Wicked  flee  j 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  Rod 

To  drive  thy  Saints  to  Thee. 

2  Behold  the  Sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  Words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  Life  his  Pleafure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  Pain. 

3  Then  let  his  Pride  advance, 

And  boaft  of  all  his  Store  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  Inheritance, 
My  Soul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  fhall  behold  the  Face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  \ 
And  ftand  ccmpleat  in  Righteoufnefs, 
Walh'd  in  my  Saviour's  Blood. 

4 

5  There's  a  new  Keav'n  begun 

When  I  awake  from  Death, 
Dreft  in  the  Likenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  Bicatb*  .  Psalm 


-1 


PSALM     XVII,  XVIII.        33 

Psalm     XVII.      Long  Metre. 
The  Sinner  s  Portion  and  Saint's  Hope  ;  or,  the 
Heaven  offeperatc  Souls,  and  the  Hon* 

1  IT    ORD,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
A_^  My  Faith,  my  Patience,  and  my  Love  ; 
When  Men  of  Spight  againil  me  join, 
They  are  the  Sword,  the  Hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  Ffope  and  Portion  lie  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  Happinefs  thev  know, 

'Tis  all  they  feek;  they  take  their  Shares 
And  leave  the  reit  among  their  Heirs. 

3  What  Sinners  value,  I  refign  ; 
Lord  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 
I  fhall  behold  thy  blifsful  Face, 

And  fraud  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs. 

4  This  Life's  a  Dream,  an  empty  Show  ; 
But  the  bright  World,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  Joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
When  lhall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there. 

5  O  glorious  Hour  !k  O  bleft  Abode  ! 
1  mail  be  #ear,  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  Flefh  and  Sin  no  more  controul 
The  facred  Pleafures  of  the  Soul. 

6  My  Flefh  mail  {lumber  in  the  Ground, 
Till  the  laft  Trumpets  joyful  Sound  : 
Then  burft  the  Chains  with  fweet  Surprize 
And  in  my  Saviour's  Image  rife. 

Psalm  XVIII.  Firjl  Part. 

Long  Metre.  Ver\  i— 6/15 — 18. 

Deliverance  from  Def pair  \  or  Temptation  overcome* 

viivHp^HEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength, 
And  X     My  Rock,  mv  Tow'r,  nee  $ 

k>£pr£l  hy  mighty  Arm  (hall  be  mj 

1  have  found  Salvation  thencu     2  D. 


34  P^ALM    XVIII. 

*  Death,'  and  the  Terrors  of  the  Grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  Shade  ; 
While  Floods  of  higB  Temptations  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  Soul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  op'ning  Gates  of  Hell 
With  endlcfs  Pains  and  Sorrow  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  hurry 'd  to  Defpair. 

4  In  my  Diftrcfs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  \ 
He  bow'd  his  Ear  to  my  Complaint  \ 
Then  did  his  Grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  Speed  he  flew  to  my  Relief, 
As  on  a  Churub's  Wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  Lightning  fhone 
The  Face  of  my  Deliv'rer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  Rebuke, 
The  Blair,  of  his  Almighty  Breath, 
He  fent  Salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Death.] 

7  Great  were  my  Fears,  my  Foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  Strength,  and  more  their  Rage  \ 
But  Chriji)  my  Lord,  is  Conqueror  frill 

In  all  the  Wars  that  Devils  wage. 

1}  My  Song  for  ever  mall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  Hour  ; 
And  give  the  Glory  to  the  Lord  * 

Due  to  his  Mercy  and  his  Pow'r. 
Psalm  XVIIL 
Second  Part.  Ver.   20 — 26.  Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  proi/d  and  rewarded. 
I    T    OP^D,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fine 
1  j  Haft  made  thy  Truth  and  Love  aj 

-ALU* 


PSALM     XV  35 

fore  mine  Eyes  I  fet  thy  Laws, 
And  Thou  ball  owiul  my  righteous  Caufe. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  Ways, 
Iv'e  walk'd  upright  before  thy  Face  : 
Or  if  my  Feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  Heart, 

3  What  fore  Temptations  broke  my  Reft  ! 
What  Wars  and  Smugglings  in  my  Bread  ! 
But  through  thy  Grace  that  reigns  within 

I  guard  againit  my  darling  Sin. 

4  That  Sin  that  clofe  befets  me  {till 

That  works  and  ftrives  againit  my  Will  ; 
When  ihall  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  Pow'r 
JDeftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  Hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  Mortals  their  Reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  Souls  (hall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  Juft  and  Pure  fliall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 
And  Men  that  love  Revenge,  (hall  know, 
God  hath  an  Arm  of  Vengeance  too.  J 

Psalm  XVIII.  Thrid  PartVer.  30,  31,   34, 
35,  46,  &c.     Long  Metre. 
Rejoicing  in  GOD  \  or  Salvation  and  Triumph, 

I     TUST  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word, 
J      Great  Rock  of  my  i ecu  re  Abode  ; 

1  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 
Or  where's  a  Refuge  like  our  God  ? 

15  He  that  girds  me  with  his  Might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  Sword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  Sin  and  Hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  Salvation  for  my  Shield.  3  He 


36  PSALM    XVIII. 

3  He  lives,  (and  blefled  be  my  Rock) 
The  Gou  or"  my  Salvation  ii 

The  dark  Dcfigns  of  Hell  are  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  Peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  Scoffers  of  the  . 

I  will  exalt  mv  Father's  Name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  Rage, 

But  meet  Reproach,  and  bear  the  Shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  Royal  Seed 
Thy  Grace  for  ever  fhall  extend  ; 
Thy  Love  to  Saints  in  Cbrijr  their  Head 
Knows  not  a  Limit,  nor  an  End. 

Psalm  XVIII.  firJiPart.  Common  Metre, 
Viftory  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies. 

1  \J£/E  love  the  Lord,  and  we  adore, 

W       Now  is  thine  Arm  reveaPd  ; 
Thou  art  our  Strength,  our  heav'nly  Tow'r, 
Our  Bulwark  and  our  Shield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  fure  Defence  ; 
His  holy  Name  our  Lips  invoke, 
And  draw  Salvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  Leader,  ftiines  in  Arms, 

What  mortal  Heart  can  bear 

The  Thunder  of  his  loud  Alarms  ? 

The  Light'ning  of  his  Spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  Wind, 

And  Angels  in  array 
In  Millions  wait  to  know  his  Mind, 
And  fwift  as  Flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  Rebuke 

Whole  Armies  arc  difmi(i 
His  Voice,  his  Frown,  his  angry  Look 
Strikes  all  their  Courage  de  6  He 


P  S   A   L    M    XV11L  37 

He  forms  our  Gen'rah  f*  r  :'\c  Field 
With  all  thei  :1  Skill  ', 

a\  Sword  to  we!  Id, 
And  makes  their  Hearts  of  Steel. 

[He  arms  our  Captains  to  the  Fight, 

(Tho'  there  his  Name's  forgot ; 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  Might, 

But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 

has  the  Lord  whole  Nations  bleft 
For  his  own  Church's  Sake  \ 
The  Pow'rs  that  give  his  People  Reft, 
Shall  of  his  Care  partake..] 

Psalm  XVIII.  Second  Pari.  Common  Metre, 
The  Conqueror's  Song. 

TO   thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe 
The  Triumphs  of  the  Day  ; 
Thy  Terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  Foe, 
And  melt  their  Strength  away.    - 

'Tis  by  thine  Aid  our  Troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  Powr's, 
Or  burn  their  boafted  Fleets,  or  fcale 

The  proudeft  ot  their  Towei's. 

How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  Field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  Ground, 
While  thy  Salvation  was  our  Shield, 

But  they  no  Shekel?  found  ! 

In  vain  to  Idol  Saints  they  cry, 4 
And  perifh  in  their  Blood  ; 

a  Rock  Co  great,  Co  high, 
So  pow'i  fill  as  their  God  ? 

The  Rock  of  Ifrael  ever  lives ; 
Name  be  ever  bleft  ; 
!*is  own  Arm  the  VicTry  gives, 
And  gives  his  People  Rett.  6  On 


38  PSALM 

6  On  Li; 

He  pours  his  Bleflings  down  ; 
Secure  their  Honours  to  their  Seed, 

And  well  fupports  the  Crown. 

P    S    A    L   M      XIX.      Firft  Port.    ShcV ; 
The  B, 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Aborning. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  lofty  Sky 
J3     DecJares  its  Maker  Gen, 
And  all  his  Harry  Works  on  high 

Proclaim  his  Pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  Darknefs  and  the  Light 

Still  keep  their  Courfc  the  fame  ; 
While  Night  to  Day  and  Day  to  Night 
Divinely  teach  his  Name. 

3  In  every  different  Land 

Their  gen'ral  Voice  is  known  ; 
They  fhew  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 
And  Orders  of  his  Throne. 

4  Ye  Briiljh  Lands  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  Word; 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  Voice 
/      To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  Statutes  and  Commands 

' x.e  fet  before  our  Eyes, 
He  put  his  Gofpel  in  our  Hands,. 
Where  our  Salvation  lies. 

6  His  Laws  are  juft  and  pure, 

His  Truth  without  Deceit, 
His  Promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  Rewards  are  great, 

7  [Not  Honey  to  the  Tafte 

Affords  fo  much  Delight,  Nr 


P    S    A    L    M    Xl'W  39 

Nor  Gold  th  it  ha  '.'J 

So  much  alto  ii  rht. 

|   Whil  Works  J   . 

Thv  Glory  I  i  m, 

the  praffe,  my  God,  my  King, 
in  v.\x  fted<  •  anfe.] 

P       V  L  M  XIX.  S Htmd  Part.  Short  Metre. 
/&«/$  or.  Sincerity  and 

ubfulnefs. 
For  aLord's-Day  Morning. 

BSuii 
Begins  his  gloKbus  Way  ; 
His  Beams  thro'  all  the  Nations  run, 
.:id  Life  and  Light  convey* 

'here  the  Gofpel  comes 
it  fpreads  diviner  Light, 
It  calls  dead  Sinners  from  their  Tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  Sight. 

How  perfect  is  thy  Word  ! 

And  all  thy  Judgments  jyft, 
For  ever  fure  thy  Promife  Lord, 

And  Men  iecurely  truft. 

My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  Directions  giv 'n  ! 
O  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  Path  to  Heav'n  ! 
Pause. 
t  heard  thy  Word  with  Love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 

To  juide  me,  left  I  ftray. 

>  can  ever  find 
The  Errors  of  his  Ways  ?  Yet 


4o  PSALM    XIX. 

Yet  with  a  bold  prcfumptuous  Mud 

I  would  not  dare  tranlgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  i  Sin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  Fau 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  Soul  of  mine, 
Whole  Crimes  exceed  my  Thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  Heart  and  Tongue 

1  fpread  thy  Praiie  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  Worfhip  and  the  Song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
P  s  a  l  m     XIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture  compared  -9 
The  Giory  and  Succefs  of  the  Gcfpcl. 

1  'HT^HE  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord,  I 

JL        In  ev'ry  Star  thy  Wifdom  Ihines  -y 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  thy  Word, 
We  read  thy  Name  in  fairer  Lines. 

2  The  rolling  Sun  the  changing  Light, 
And  Nights  and  Days  thy  Pow'r  confefs  ; 
But  the  bleft  Volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals  thy  Juftice  and  thy  Grace. 

3  Sun,  Moon  and  Stars  convey  thy  Praifc 
Round  the  whole  Earth  and  never  ftand  $ 
So  when  thy  Truth  begun  its  Race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  Land. 

4  Nor  fhall  thy  fpreading  Gofpel  reft 
Till  through  the  World  thy  Truth  has  ru 
Till  Chrifth**  all  the  Nations  bleft 
That  fee  the  Light,  or  feel  the  Sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 
Blefs  the  dark  World  with  heav'nly  Light 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife, 
Thy  Laws  are  pure,  thy  Judgments  rie;ht 

6 


PSALM    XIX.  41 

Thy  nobleft  Wonders  here   wc  view, 
In  Souls  renew'd  and  Sins  forgiven, 
Lord,  cleanfe  nay  Sins,  mv  Soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  Word  my  Guide  to  Hcav'n. 

s  a  l  m  XLX.   To  the  tune  of  the  13th  Pfalm. 
The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture, 

GReatGoD,  thcHeav'ns  well  order'd  Frame 
Deelares  the  Glories  of  thy  Name.  ■ 
There  thy  rich  Works  of  Wonder  fhine, 
A  thoufand  ftarry  Beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  Maiks  appear 

Of  boundlefs  Pov/r,  and  Skill  divine. 

From  Night  to  Dav,  from  Day  to  Night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  Light, 

Lectures  of  hcav'nly  Wifdom  read  ; 
With  filent  Eloquence  they  raife 
Our  Thoughts  to  our  Creator's  Praife, 

And  neither  Sound  nor  Language  need. 

Yet  their  divine  Inftruftions  run 
Far  as  the  Journeys  of  the  Sun, 

And  ev'ry  Nation  knows  their  Voice  : 
The  Sun  like  fome  young  Bridegroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  Chambers  of  the  Eaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  Earth  rejoyec. 

.  Where  e'er  he  fpreads  his  Beams  abroad, 
He  fmilcs,  and  fpeaks  his  Maker  God  : 
All  Nature  joins  to  {hew  thy  Praife  : 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  Creature  mines  ; 
Fair  is  the  Book  of  Nature's  Lines, 
But  fairer  is  the  Book  of  Grace. 
Pause. 
;  I  love  the  Volumes  of  thy  Word  ; 
What  Light  and  J  Leaves  afford 

To  Souls  benighted  and  diftreft  !    ,        Thy 


42  P    S    A   L    M     XX. 

Thy  Precepts  guide  mv  doubtful  Way, 
Thy  Fear  fiw  I  to  ftray, 

TJijr  Promife  lends  m]  Heart  to  Reft. 

6  From  the  Di  of  thy  Law 
The  perfect  Rules  of  Life  1  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  Study  and  Delight  y 
Not  Honey  fo  invites  the  Taftc, 
Nor  Gold  that  hath  the  Furnace  paft 

Appear  fo  pleafing  to  the  Sight. 

7  Thy  Threat'nings  wake  my  flumb'ring  Eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  Danger  lies  •> 

But  'tis  thy  blcficd  Gbfpcl,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  Conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  Soul,  fubdues  my  Sin, 

And  gives  a  fr«e,  but  large  Reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  Errors  of  his  Thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  Sins  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  Attempts  of  Praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  Book  of  Grace 

And  Book  of  Nature  not  in  vain. 

Psalm     XX. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Viftory. 
For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

1  VTOW  may  the  God  of  Pow'r  and  Grace 
JlN      Attend  his  People's  humble  Cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifrel  prays, 

And  brings  Deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  The  Name  of  Jacob's  God  defends    ' 
Better  than  Shields  or  brazen  Walls  -> 
He  from  his  Sancluary  fends 
Succour  and  Strength  when  Z'ton  calls. 

3  Well 


PSALM    XXL  43 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  Sighg, 
His  Love  exceeds  our  beft  Deferts  -y 
His  Lov€  accepts  the  Sacrifice 
Of  humble  Groans  and  broken  Hearts, 

4  In  his  Salvation  is  our  Hope., 
And  in  the  Name  of  Ifrael's  God, 
Our  Troops  (hail  lift  their  Banners  up, 
Our  Navies  fpread  their  Flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  Horfes  train'd  for  War, 
And  fome  of  Chariots  make  their  Boafrs  ; 
Our  fureft  Expectations  are 

From  Thee  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  Hoftc, 

6  [O  may  the  Memory  of  thy  Name 
lnfpire  our  Armies  for  the  Fight  ! 

Our  Foes  (hall  fall  and  die  with  Shame, 
Or  quit  the  Field  with  fhameful  Flight.] 

7  Now  favc  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  Fear, 
Now  let  our  Hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
Till  thy  Salvation  (hall  appear, 

And  Joy  and  Triumph  raife  the  Song. 
Psalm     XXL     Common  Metre/ 
Our  King  is  the  Care  of  Heaven. 

1  /TpHE  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife 

JL        Shall  in  thy  Strength  rejoyce  ", 
And  bleft  with  thy  Salvation  raife 
To  Heav'n  his  chearful  Voice. 

2  Thy  fure  Defence    thro'  Natrons  round 

Has  fpread  his  glorious  Name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  Actions  crownM 
With  Majefty  and  Fame. 

3  Then  let  the  King  on  God  alone 

For  timely  Aid  rely  : 
C     ' 


44  P  S  A  L  M    XXr. 

1    His  Mercy  (hall  fupport  the  Throne 
And  all  our  Wants  iupply. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  his  ftubborn  Foes 

Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  Ha>. 
Thy  vengeful  Awn  fhall  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  his  mild  Command. 

5  When  thou  againft  them  do  ft  engage 

Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  Doom 
Shall,  like  a  fVry  Oven's  R 

Their  Hopes  and  them  cdnfume. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thv  wond'rous  Pow'r  declare, 

And  thus  exalt  thy  Fame  ; 
While  we  glad  Songs  of  Praife  prepare 
For  thine  Almighty  Name. 

P  s  A  l  m     XXI.     i — —9.     Long  Metre, 
Cbriji  exalted  to  the  King 

i   °j~*kJFID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  Strength, 
j^J  Rais'd  to  the  Throne  by  fpecial  Grace, 
But  Chrlji  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  Triumph  and  the  Praile. 

2  How  great  is  the  Mejjiah'%  Joy 
In  the  Salvation  of  thy  Hand  ! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  Kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  World  to  his  Command. 

3  Thy  Goodnefs  grants  what-e'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  Requeft  with-hold  : 
Bleflings  of  Love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  Crowns  of  Glory  not  of  Gold. 

4  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 
Around  his  facrcd  Temple  fhine  : 
Bleft  with  the  Favour  of  thy  Face, 

fafting  Days, 

c  Thirf 


PSALM    XXII. 

5  Thine  Hand  (hall  find  out  all  his  Foes  ; 
And  as  a  fiVy  Oven  glows 
With  raging  Heat  and  living  Coals, 
So  fliall  thy  Wrath  devour  their  Souls. 

Psalm     XXII.     i- 16.     Firjl  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 

1  \X/HY  has  my  God  my  Soul  forfook, 

VV       Nor  will  a  Smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  Anguifh  fpokc, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  Delight  to  dwell 


Among  thy  praifing  Saints, 


* 


Yet  thou  canft  hear  a  Groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  Complaints. 

3  Our  Fathers  trufted  in  thy  Name, 

And  great  Deliv'rance  found  ; 
But  I'm  a  Worm  defpis'd  of  Men, 
And  trodden  to  the  Ground. 

4  Shaking  the  Head  they  pafs  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  Soul  to  Scorn  ; 
u  /;;  vain  he'trujh  in  God^  they  cry, 
<c  Neglctled  and  forlorn. 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  Flefh, 

By  thine  Almighty  Word, 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  Brealt 
My  Hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  Face 
When  Foes   (land  threatening  round 

In  the  dark  Hour  of  deep  Diftrcfs, 
And  not  an  Helper  found  r 
Pause. 

7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 
The  Cruel  and  the  Proud,     C  2 


46  P  S  A  L  M    XXII. 

As  Eulls  cf  Bo/ban  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  Lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  Earth  and  Hell  my  Sorrows  meet, 
To  multiply  the  Smart ; 
They  nail  my  Hands,  they  pierce  my  Feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  Heart. 

q  Yet  if  thy  fov'reign  Hand  let  loofe 
The  Rage  of  Earth  and  Hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  Father  bj 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  poffible  it  be, 

With-hold  this  bitter  Cup  ; 

But  I  refignmy  WU1  to  Thee, 

And  drink  the  Sorrows  up;' 

1 1  My  Heart  diflblves  with  Pangs  unknown. 

In  Groans  I  wafte  my  Breath  : 
Thy  heavy  Hand  has  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  Duft  of  Death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  Spirit  up, 

And  truft  it  in  thy  Hand  \ 
My  dying  Flefh  {hall  reftin  Hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  Command. 
P  s  A  L  M  XXII.  20,  21,27, — $i.  Second  Part 
Common  Metre. 
Ch rift's  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 

1  "  ^^lOJV from  the  rearing  Lion  s  Rage y 

XN      "  0  Lord,  prated  thy  Son, 
<c  Nor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
"  'The  Poivn  of . Hell  alone. 

2  Thus  did  our  fuffcring  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  Cries  and  Tears, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  chas'd  away  hi3  Fears. 


2  Greal 


P  S  A  L  M    XX1L  47 

3  Great  was  the  VicYry  of  his  Death 
His  Throne  exalted  high  ; 

And  all  the  Kindreds  of  the  Earth 
Shall  worfhip  or  fhall  die 

4  A  num'rous  Offspring  muft  arife 

From  his  expiring  Groa 
They  fhall  be  reckon'd  in  rns  Eyes 
For  Daughters  and  for  Sons. 

5  The  meek  and  hurnhle  Souls  fhall  fee 

Hi3  Table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  fhall  be 
With  Joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  Ifles  fhall  know  the  Righteoufnefs 

Of  our  Incarnate  God, 
And  Nations  yet  unborn  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  Blood. 

Psalm     XXII.     Long  Metre. 
Ch rift's  Sufferings  and  Exaltation* 

1  T^TQW  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
JL^I      The  dying  Sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  Tears  and  Blood 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  yews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn,. 

And  make  their  Heads  and  laugh  in  Scorn  j 
* "  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  Grave  ; 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

3  u  This  is  the  Man  did  once  pretend 

"  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  \ 
"  If  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ? 

4  Barbarous  People  !   Cruel  Priefts  f 
How  they  flood  round  like  lavage  Beafts  ; 

c  3  Like 


+S  PSALM    XXIII. 

Like  Lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  PowV. 

5  They  wound  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Till  Streams  of  Blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  Lot  his  Garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  Pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  Cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  Nations  learn  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  Sinners  tafte  his  Grace. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre. 
God  our  Shepherd. 

1  TV/fY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 

1VX  Now  (hall  my  Wants  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
His  Providence  and  holy  Word 
Become  my  Safety  and  my  Guide. 

2  In  Paftures  where  Salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 
There  living  Water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  Food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wand'ring  Feet  his  Ways  miftake  ; 
But  he  reftores  my  Soul  to  Peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  fake 

Li  the  fair  Paths  of  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  Vale 
Where  Death  2nd  all  its  Terrors  are, 
My  Heart  and  Hope  fhall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amidft  the  Darknefs  and  the  Deeps 
Thou  art  my  Comfort,  thou  my  Stays 
Thv  Staff  fupports  my  feeble  Steps, 
Thy  Rod  direiU  my  doubtful  Way. 

6  The 


P  S  A  L  M    XXIII.  40 

6  The  :  Earth  and  Sons  of  Hell 

I  thy  Goodnefs,  and  ropinc 
To  fee  m  well 

With  living  Bread  and chearful  Wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice  when  on  , 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  r 

'  ris  a  divine  Anointing  In 
Like  Oil  of  Gladncfs  at  a  Fcaft. 

8  Surely  the  Mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  Houfhold  all  their  Days  ; 
There  will  1  dwell  to  hear  his  Word, 
To  feek  his  Face,  and  fing  his  Praife. 

P  s   a   L   M     XXIII.      Common  Ivied 

1  TV/TY  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need, 
■  i.VJL      Jehovah  is  his  Name  ; 

In  Paftures  frelh  he  makes  me  kcdy 
Befide  the  living  Stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  Spirit  back 

When  I  forfake  his  Ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  fake 
In  Paths  of  Truth  and  Grace.    : 

3  When  I  walkthrough  the  Shades  of  Death, 

Thy  Prefence  is  my  Stay  ; 
A  Word  of  thy  fupporting  Breath. 
Drives  all   my  Fears  away. 

4  Thy  Hand  in  Sight  of  all  my  Foes 

Doth  ftill  my    Table  fpread  \ 

My  Cup  with  Bleffings  overflows, 

Thine  Oil  anoints  my  Head. 

5  The  furc  Provifions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  Days  ; 
O  may  thy  Houfebcminc  Abode, 
And  all  my  Work  be  Praife  ! 

^4  6  T 


5o  PSALM   XXIII. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  Reft, 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  Stranger  or  a  Gueft, 
But  like  a  Child  at   home. 
Psalm     XXIII.     Short  Metre 
>  /"T"*HE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
X        I  (hall  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his. 
What  can  I  want  befide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  Place 

Where  heav'nly  Pafture  grows, 
Where  living  Waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  Salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  Soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  Way 
For  his  moft  holy  Name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  Aid 

I  cannot  yield  to  Fear  ; 
Tho'  I  fhould  walk  thro'  Death's  dark  Shade* 

My  Shepherd's  v/ith  me  there- 

5  In  fpight  of  all  my  Foes 

Thou  deft  my  Table  fpread, 
My  Cup  with  iSlefiings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  Head. 

6  The  Bounties  of  thy  Love 

Shall  crown  my  following  Days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  Houfe  will  1  remove 
Nor  ccafe  to  (peak  thy  Praife. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Dive  Hi  ng  with  GOD. 
j   r-|-^HE  Earth  forever  is  the  Lord's 

X       With  Mam's  num'roua  Race  ;         He 


P  S  J  LM    XXIV.  51 

He  rais'd  it's  Arches  o'er  the  Floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  Seas. 

2  But  who  among  the  Sons  of  Men 

May  vifit  thine  Abode  ? 
He  that  has  Hands  frcm  Mifchief  clean, 
Whofe  Heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  Man  may  rife  and  take 

The  Bleflings  of  his  Grace  : 
This  is  the  Lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  Face. 

4  Now  let  our  Soul's  immortal  Pow'rs; 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlafting  Doors, 

The  King  of  Glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  Glory  !  Who  can  tell 

The  Wonders  of  his  Might  ? 
.  He  rules  the  Nations  3  but  to  dwell 
With  Saints  is  his  Delight. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
its  dwell  in  Heaven  \  or  Chriit's  Afcenjion* 
I    ^I^H'iS  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
X    AndMen  andWorms,&  Beafts  andBirds  $ 
He  rais'd  the  Building  on  the  Seas, 
And  gave  it  tor  their  Dwelling-phce. 

*2  But  there's  a  brighter  World  on  high, 
Thy  Palace,  Lora,  above  the  Sky  ; 
Who  (hall  afcend  that  bleft  Abode  ; 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  M;:ker  God. 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  Heart  is  pure,  whofe  Hands  are  clean, 
Kim  fhall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  cloath  his  Soul  with  Rightcoufnefs; 

C  5  4  Thefe 


52  PSALM    XXV. 

4  Thefc  are  the  Men,  the  pious  Race 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Face  ; 
Thcfc  dial]  enjoy  the  blifsful  Sight 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  Light. 
Pause. 

5  Rejoice  ye  fhining  Worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh  ; 
Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  He. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  Gates  your  Leaves  difplay 
To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  Way  : 
Laden  with  Spoils  from  Earth  and  Hell 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell* 

7  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  goes  before, 
He  open's  Heav'ns  eternal  Door, 
To  give  his  Saints  a  bleft  Abode 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

Psalm     XXV.   i— n.     Firjl  Part. 
Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Dirctiion. 

1  T  LIFT  my  Soul  to  Gcd, 

-*      Ivly  Truft  is  in  his  Name  ; 
Let  not  my  Foes  that  feek  my  Blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  Shame. 

2  Sin  and  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell 

Perfuade  me  to  defpair; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  Cov'nant  well, 
That  I  may  Tcape  the  Snare. 

3  From  the  firft  dawning  Light 

Till  the  dark  Ev'ning  Rife, 
For  thy  Salvation,  Lord,  I  wait 
With  ever  longing  Eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  Grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  Truth  5 

Forgive 


P  S  A  L  M    XXV.  53 

Foroive  the  Si  as  of  riper  Davs, 
And  Follies  of  my  Youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind 

The  Meek  fhall  learn  his  Ways, 
And  ev'ry  humble  Sinner  find 
The  Methods  of  his  Grace. 

6  For  his  own  Goodnefs  fake 

He  laves  mv  Soul  from  Shame  ; 
He  pardons  ftho1  my  Guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  Name. 
Psalm  XXV.  12,  14,10,  13.  Second  Part* 
Divine   InftruRiofn . 

1  VT7HERE  fhall  the  Man  be  found, 

V  V       That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
.  That  loves  the  Gcfpel's  joyful  Sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  Rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhali  make  him  know 

The  Secrets  of  his  Heart, 
The  Wonders  of  his  Cov'nant  fliovVj 
And  all  his  Love  impart. 

3  The  Dealings  of  his  Hand 

ith  and  Mercy  ftjll, 

With  fuch  as  to  hi  mt  fhnd3 

And  love  to  do  his  Will. 

4  Their  Soul  fhail  dwell  at  Eafe 

Before  their  Makers  Face, 
Their  Seed  (hall  tafle  the  Promifes 
In  their  exteniive  Grace.  * 

P   s    A   L   M      XXV.  15, — 22.  Third  Part, 
Dijirefs  of  Soul  \  or,  Backfii .  :iQ>u 

J     ji/f  INE  Eyes  and  my  1) 
1VX      Arc  ev-  r  to  the  Lord  3 
1  love  to  plead  his  Pr 
And  reft  upon  his  Word*  %  Twfl 


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2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  Soul, 

Bring  thy  Salvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  Hand  releafe  my  Feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  Snare  ? 

3  When  (hall  the  fov'reign  Grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reftore  mc  from  thofe  dang'rous  Ways 
My  wand'ring  Feet  have  trod  ! 

4  The  Tumult  of  my  Thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  my  Woe  : 
My  Spirit  languifhes,  my  Heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry  Morning  Light 

My  Sorrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  Anguifti  and  my  Pain,, 
And  pardon  all  my  Sins. 
Pause. 

6  Behold  the  Hofts  of  Hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  Hate  ? 
Againft  my  Life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  Fury  with  Deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  Soul  from  Death, 

Nor  put  my  Hope  to  Shame, 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  Truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

8  With  humble  Faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  Face  again  ; 
Of  //^/itfhafl  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

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I  elf- Examination  ^  or,  Evidences,  of  Grace. 

I    1 U  DGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways, 

J     And  try  my  Reins,  and  try.  pay.  Heart ; 

Mj 


PSALM    XXVII.  ^ 

My  Faith  upon  thy  Promife  flays, 
"  Nor  from  thy  Law  my  Feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  Men  of  Vanity  and  Lies  ; 
The  Scoffer  and  the  Hypocrite 
Are  the  Abhorrence  of  mine  Eyes. 

3  Amongft  thy  Saints  will  I  appear 
With  Hands  well  wafh'd  in  Innocence  ; 
But  when  I  ltand  before  thy  Bar, 

The  Blood  of  Cbriji  is  my  Defence. 

4  I  love  thy  Habitation,  Lord, 

The  Temple  where  thine  Honours  dwell  > 
There  fhalJ  I  hear  thy  holy  Word, 
And  there  thy  Works  of  Wonders  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  Soul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  Men  of  Treachery  and  Blood, 
Since  I  my  Days  on  Earth  have  part 
Among  the  Saints,  and  near  my  God. 

Psalm     XXVU.     i— 6.  Firji  Patt, 
The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety* 

1  'T^HE  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 

X        And  my  Salvation  too  $ 
God  is  my  Strength  -,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  Foes  can  do. 

2  One  Privilege  my  Heart  dehres  ; 

O  grant  me  an  Abode 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  Saints, 
The  Temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  fhall  I  offer  my  Requefts 

And  fee  thy  Beauty  ftill  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  Mefiages  of  Love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  Will; 

4.  When  Troubles. rife  and.  Storms  appear.; 

There  may  his  Children  hide  ;  God 


56  PSALM    XXVII,  XXIX, 

God  has  a  ftrong  Pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  Soul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  Head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  Foes  around, 
And  Songs  of  Joy  and  Viclory 
Within  thy  Temple  found. 

P  s  A  l   M  XXVII.  Ver.  8,9,13,14.  SecondPari, 
Prayer  and  Hope. 

1  COON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
^      "Ye  Children ,  feek  ?ny  Gl  acc^ 
My  Heart  reply'd  without  Delay, 

"  Til  feek  my  Father's  Face, 

2  Let  not  thy  Face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  Soul  away  \ 
God  of  my  Life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  diftrefling  Day. 

3  Should  Friends  and  Kindred  near  and  dear 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  Life  his  Care, 
And  all  my  Need  fupply. 

4.  My  fainting  Flefh  had  dy'd  with  Grief, 
Had  not  my  Scul  believ'd, 
To  fee  thy  Grace  provide  Relief, 
Nor  was  my  Hope  deceiv'd^ 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  Saints> 
And  keep  your  Courage  up  ; 
He'll  raifeyour  Spirit  wrhen  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  Hope. 

Psalm     XXIX. 
Storm  and  Thunder, 
\   ^^IVE  to  the  Lord  ye  Sons  of  Fame, 
vJT     Give  to  the  Lord  Renown  and  PowV, 
Afcribe  due  Honours  to  his  Name, 
And  his  eternal  Might  adore.  2  The 


P  S  A  L  M    XXX.  57 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  Pow'r  alone 
Over  the  Ocean  and  the  Land  ; 
His  Voice  divides  the  watry  Cloud, 
And  Lightnings  blaze  at  his  Command. 

3  He  fpeaks,  and  Tempeft,  Hail  and  Wind> 
Lay  the  wide  Foreft  bare  around  ; 

The  fearful  Hart  and  frighted  Hind, 
Leap  at  the  Terror  of  the  Sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  Voice, 
And  lo,  the  {lately  Cedars  break  : 
The  Mountains  tremble  at  the  Noife, 
The  Vallies  roar,  the  Deferts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  Sov'reign  on  the  Flood, 
The  Thunder  reigns  for  ever  King  ; 
But  makes  his  Church  his  bleit  Abode? 
Where  we  his  awful  Glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  Language  there  the  Lord 
The  Counfel  of  his  Grace  imparts  : 
Amidir,  the  raging  Storm  his  Word 
Speaks  Peace  and  Courage  to  our  Hearts* 

P  s   A  L   M    XXX.     Fuji  Part. 
Sicbiefs  heaVdy  and  Sorrows  rcmo-Jd* 

1  T  Will  extol  Thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
A  At  thy  Command  Difeafes  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeakand  fave* 

k  From  the  dark  Borders  of  the  Grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  Goodneis  is  ; 
Let  ail  your  Pov/rs  rejoice,  and  bleis, 
While  you  record-jiis  Hoi  in 

3  His  Anger  but  a  Moment  ftays  ; 

His  Love  is  Life  and  Length  of  Days  : 
Tho'  Grief  and  Tears  the  Night  einplcr 
The  Moraing-ftar,  reftores  the  Joy.    Psalm 


5*  P  S  J  L  M    XXX,  XXXI. 

Psalm     XXX.  ver.   6.  Second  Part. 
Healthy  Sickncfs,  and  Recovery. 
*    TT^IRM  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright, 
Jl       And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  Night  $. 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  Heart, 
"  PUafure  and  Peace  Jhallneer  depart. 

1  But  I  forgot  thine  Arm  was  ftrong, 

Wkich  made  my  Mountain  Hand  fo  long; 

Soon  as  thy  Face  began  to  hide, 

My  Health  was  gone,  my  Comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ; 

w  What  can'ft  thou  profit  by  my  Blood  ? 

M  Deep  in  the  Duft  can  I  declare 

4w  Thy.  Truth,  or  fing  thy  Goodnefs  there  5 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  Grace,  I  faid, 

M  And  bring  me  from  among  the  Dead  : 
Thy  Word  refeuk'd  the  Pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  Love  remov'd  my  Guilt/ 

5  My  Groans,  and  Tears,  and  Forms  of  Woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  Joy  and  Praifes  now  \ 

I  throw  my  Sackcloath  on  the  Ground, 
And  Eafe  and  Gladncfs  gird  me  round,  - 

6  My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  Name  ; 

Thy  Praife  fhall  found  thro'  Earth  and  Heav  n 
ForSicknefs  heal'd,  and  Sins  forgiven. 
Psalm  XXXi.  5^13,-19,12,23.  Firji  Part. 
Deliverance  fro?n  Death. 

1  TNTO  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth, 
X     My  Spirit  I  comm'*  \ 

Thou  haft  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  Pit. 

2  The  Pafiions  of  my  Hope  and  Fear 

Maintain'da  double  Strife  \  While 


PSALM    XXXI.  59 

While  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Sin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  Life. 

3  "  My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand,  I  cry'd, 

"  Tbo>  I  draw  near  the  Duji  : 
Thou  art  the  Refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  Goi>  in. whom  I  truft. 

4  O  make  thy  reconciled  Face 

Upon  thy  Servant  (hine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  Mercy  Sake, 
For  I'm  intirely  Thine. 
Pause. 

5  ['Twas  in  my  Hafte,  my  Spirit  faid, 

"  /  mujl  defpair  and  die, 
cc  /'  am  cut  off  before  thine  Eyes  ; 
But  thou  halt  heard  my  Cry. 

6  Thy  Goodnefs  how  divinely  free  ! 

How  wond'rous  is  thy  Grace, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  Majefty, 
And  truft  thy  Promifes  ! 

7  O  love  the  Lord  all  ye  his  Saints, 

And  fing  his  Praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  Ear  to  your  Complaints, 
And  recompence  the  Proud. 

Psalm  XXXI.  7,-33,  u, — 21.  SecondPart, 

Deliverance  from  Slender  and  Re  preach. 

1  1\/TY  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name, 
IVX     My  God,  my  Helps  my  Truft  ; 
Thou  haft  prefexv'd  my  Face  from  Shame^ 

Mine  Honour  fijpm  the  Duft. 

2  "  My  Life  is  fpent  with  Grief,  I  cry'd, 

"  My  Years  confum'd  in  Groans, 
"  My  Strength  decays,  mine  Eyes   are  dry'd, 
44  And  Sorrow  waftes  my  Bones.  3  Aw 


60  P  S  J  L  M    XXXII. 

3  Among  mine  Enemies  my  Name 

Was  a  meer  Proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  Neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  Fear  on  ev'ry  Side 

SeizM  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  apply'd, 
And  fpeedy  Refcue  found. 
Pause. 

5  How  great  Deliv'rance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  ! 
The  lying  Lips  to  Silence  brought, 
And  made  their  Boaftings  vain  ! 

6  Thy  Children  from  the  Strife  of  Tongues 

Shall  thy  Pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  Infamy  and  Wrongs, 
And  crufli  the  Sons  of  Pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret  Prefence,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  City  wall'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  Saint  fo  well. 

Psalm     XXXII.  Short  Metre. 

Forgivenefs  of  Sim  upon  Confeffion. 

I   /~\  Blefled  Souls  are  they 

kJ     Whofe  Sins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 
Divinely  bleft  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  Guilt  no  more, 

ft  They  mourn  their  Follies  paft, 

And  keep  their 'Hearts  with  Care; 
Their  Lips  and  Lives  without  Deceit 
Shall  prove  their  Faith  fincere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  Guilt, 

I  felt  the  feft'ring  Wound,  Till 


P  S  A  L  M    XXXII.  6i 

Till  I  confefs  my  Sins  to  Thee, 
And  ready  Pardon  found. 

4.  Let  Sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  Saints  keep  near  the  Throne  ; 
Our  Help  in  Times  of  deep  Diftrefs 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Common  Metre. 

Free  Pardon  andfinccrc  Obedience  \  or fioyifejjion  and 
Forgivenefs. 

1  TTAPPY  the  Man  to  whom  his  God 
JL  X     No  more  imputes  his  Sin, 

But  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  Blood 
Hath  made  his  Garments  clean  ! 

2  Happy,  beyond  Expreflion  he 

Whofe  Debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ; 
And  from  the  guilty  Bondage  free 
He  feels  his  Soul  enlar^'d. 

3  His  Spirit  hates  Deceit  and  Lyes, 

His  Words  are  all  fincere  : 
He  guards  his  Heart,  he  guards  his  Eyes* 
To  keep  his  Confcience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  Guilt  fuppreft, 

No  Quiet  could  I  find ; 
^Thy  Wrath  lay  burning  in  my  Breaft, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  Mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled,  Thoughts, 

My  fecret  Sins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pardoning  Grace  forgave  my  Faults,, 
Thy  Grace  my  Pardon  feal'd. 

6  This  mall  invite  thy  Saints  to  pray ; 

When  like  a  raging  Flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  Strength  and  Stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God.  Psalm 


6i  PSALM    XXXII. 

Psalm     XXXII.  Fir  ft  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  Free  Pardon  ;  or,  Jujiijication 

and  Sanclificalion. 

1  TYLEST  is  the  Man,  for  ever  blcft, 

JD     Whofe  Guilt  is  pardon'd  fey  his  Gcp, 
Whofe  Sins  with  Sorrow  are  confefs'd. 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  Blood. 

2  Bleft  is  the  Man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  Iniquities, 

He  pleads  no  Merit  of  Reward, 
And  not  on  Works  but  Grace  relies. 

3  From  Guile  his  Heart  and  Lips  are  free, 
His  humble  Joy,  his  holy  Fear, 

With  deep  Repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  Faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  Righteoufnefs 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  Sins  ' 
While  a  bright  Evidence  of  Grace 
Thro'  his  whole  Life  appears  and  fhines. 

Psalm    XXXll.m Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
A  guilty    Conjcience  easd  by  Confejfion  and  Pardon. 

1  "I  T /HILE  I  keep  Silence  and  conceal 

VV  My  heavy  Guiit  within  my  Heart, 
What  Torments  doth  my  Confcience  feel  ! 
What  Agonies  of  inward  Smart  ! 

2  I  fpread  my  Sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  Faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  Gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  Word,. 
Thine  Holy  Spirit  feals  the  Grace. 

3  For  this  (hall  every  humble  Soul 
Make  fwift  Addreiles  to  thy  Seat  : 
When  Floods  of  huge  Temptations  roll; 
There  fhall  they  find  a  bleft  Retreat. 

4^  How 


PSA  L  M  XXXIII.  63 

•4  "How  iafe  "beneath  thy  Wings  I  lie, 

When  Days  grow  dark,  and  Storms  appear  ? 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  Eye 
Shall  guide  me  iafe  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

P  s  a   L  M  XXXIII.  FirJiPart.  Common  Metre. 

JVorh  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  T}  EJOICE,  ye  Righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
IV     This  Work  belongs  to  you  : 

Sin^  of  his  Name,  his  Ways,  his  Word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true  ? 

2  His  Mercy  and  his  Righteoufne^s 

Let  Heav'n  and  Earth  proclaim  ; 
His  Works  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  Name.     ' 

3  His  Wifdom  and  Almighty  Word 

The  heav'nly  Arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  mining  Hofts  were  made., 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  Waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  Deep  ; 
The  flowing  Seas  their  Limits  know* 
And  their  own  Station  keep. 

5  Ye  Tenants  of  the  fpacious  Earth* 

With  Fear  before  him  ftand  ; 
He  fpake.  and  Nature  took'its  Birth, 
And  refls  en  his  Command. 

6  He  (corns  the  angry  Nations  Rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  Deiigns  , 
His  Counfel  -Hands  thro'  every  Age, 
And  in  full  Glory  ihines. 

P   ?    A   L    M 


! 

64  PSALM    XXXIII. 

P  s  a  L  M  XXXIII.  SecondPart.  Common  Metre. 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  All-fufficient. 

1  T)LEST  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord 
XJ     Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  Throne  j 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  Word, 

And  calls  their  Tribes  his  own. 

2  His  Eye  with  infinite  Survey 

Does  the  whole  World  behold  ; 
He  rorm'd  us  all  of  equal  Clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  Mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  Force 

Of  Armies  from  the  Grave  ; 
Nor  Speed  nor  Courage  of  an  Horfe 
Can  the  bold  Rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  Strength  of  Beafts  or  Men, 

To  hope  for  Safety  thence  ; 

But  holy  Souls  from  God  obtain 

A  ftrong  and  fure  Defence. 

5  God  is  their  Fear,  and  God  their  Truft  : 

When  Plagues  or  Famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  Eye  fecures  the  Juft 
Among  ten  thoufand  Dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  Hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  Throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  Word  our  Choice, 
And  trull  thy  Grace  alone. 

P  s  a  l  m  XXXIII.  As  the  113  FCi&m.Fir/!  Part. 

JVorks  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

I   'VT'E  holy  Souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

X     YourMaker's  Praife  becomes  your  Voice, 
Great  is  your  Theme,  your  Songs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Word,  his  Ways, 
His  Works  of  Nature,  and  of  Grace, 

How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  !  2 


PSALM    XXXIII.  65 

-2  Juftice  and  Truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  Earth  his  Goodnefs  proves, 

His  Word  the  heav'nly  Arches  (pread  -, 
How  wide  they  ihine  from  North  to  South  ! 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  his  Mouth 

Were  all  the  ftarry  Armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  Seas, 
Thofe  watry  Treafures  know  their  Place 

In  the  vaft  Store-houfe  of  the  Deep. 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  Nature  Birth  ; 
And  Fires  and  Seas,  and  Heav'n  and  Earth,' 
His  everlafting  Orders  keep. 

4  Let  Mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  rcfiuMefs  Pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  Rage  : 
Vain  are  your  Thoughts,  and  weakyourHands  : 
But  his  eternal  Counfel  Hands, 

And  rules  the  World  from  Age  to  Age. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  i  iphP  fol.SecondPart. 

Creatures  vain,  and  GOD  All-fufjicinit. 

1  f\   Happy  Nation  where  the  Lor,d 
\J   Reveals  the  Treafure  of  his  Word, 

And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  Throne  ! 
His  Eye  the  Heathen  World  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  Hearts,  he  knows  their  Ways, 

But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown, 

2  Let  Kings  rely  upon  their  Hoft  ; 

And  of  his  Strength  the  Champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  \ 
In  vain  we  trufl  the  brutal  Force  ; 
Or  Speed  or  Courage  of  an  Horfe, 
To  guard  his  Rider,  or  to  fly, 
?  The  Eye  of  thy  Companion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  Defence  tffa  d 

When 


66  PSALM    XXXIV, 

When  Deaths  or  Dangers  threatening  ftand 
Thy  watchful  Eye  preferves  the  Juft, 
Who  make  thy  Name  their  Fear  and  Truft, 

When  Wars  or  Famine  wafte  the  Land. 

4  In  Sicfcnefs  or  the  bloody  Field, 
Thou  our  Phyfician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Send  us  Salvation  from  thy  Throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  Goodnefs  fhine ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  Help  divine,  * 

For  all  our  Hope  is  God  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIV.  Rrft  Part.  Long  Metre. 
God* sCare of  the  Saints ;  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer* 

1  T    ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  Days, 

M  j  Thy  Praife  mall  dwt*l  upon  rny  Tongue  : 
My  Soul  fhall  glory  in  thy  Grace, 
While  Saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  Song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  Name  ; 

I  fought  th'  eternal  God,  and  He 
Has  not  expos'd  my  Hope  to  Shame. 

3  I  told  iiim  all  my  fecret  Grief, 

My  fecret  Groaning  reach'd  his  Ears, 
He  gave  my  inward  Pains  Relief, 
And  calm'd  the  Tumult  of  my  Fears. 

4  To  him  the  Poor  lift  up  their  Eyes, 
Their  Faces  feel  the  heav'nly  Shine  ; 
A  Beam  of  Mercies  from  the  Skies 
Fills  them  with  Light  and  Joy  divine* 

5  His  holy  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Around  the  Men  that  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  Saints, 
Tafte  of  his  Grace,  and  truft  his  Word. 

6  The 


PSALM    XXXIV.  .Q| 

6  The  wild  young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Pain 
And  hunger,  roar  thro'  all  the  Wood  ; 
But  none  (hall  feek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  Supplies  of  real  Good. 
Psalm     XXXIV.    1 1,-22.  Second  Part. 

Long  Metre. 
Religious  Education  -,  or,   biftruclions  cf  Piety. 

1  /^Hildren  in  Years,  and  Knowledge  young, 
\^J  Your  Parents  Hope,  your  Parents  Joy, 
Attend  the  Counfels  of  my  Tongue, 

Let  pious  Thoughts  your  Minds  employ. 

2  If  you  defire  a  Length  of  Days, 

And  Peace  to  crown  your  mortal  State, 
Reftrain  your  Feet  from  impious  Ways, 
Your  Lips  from  Slander  and  Deceit, 

3  The  Eyes  of  God  regard  his  Saints, 
His  Ears  are  open  to  their  Cries ; 
He  lets  his  frowning  Face  againft 
The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies* 
To  humble  Souls  and  broken  Hearts 
God  with  his  Grace  is  ever  nigh ; 
Pardon  and  Hope  his  Love  imparts 
When  Men  in  deep  Contrition  lie. 

>  He  tells  their  Tears,  he  counts  their  Groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  Souls  from  Death  ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  Bones, 
They  in  his  Praife  employ  their  Breath. 

Psalm     XXXIV.   1,— io.t  Firji  Part. 

Common  Metre* 

Prayer  and  Praife  for  eminent  Deliverance. 

I'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day  \ 
How  good  are  all  his  Ways  ? 
:  Ye  humble  Souls  that  ufc  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  Lips  to  praife. 

D  %  Sing 


66  PSALM    XXXIV. 

2  Sing  to  the  Honour  of  his  Name, 

How  a  poor  SufFrer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  Hope  exposed  to  Shame, 
Nor  was  his  (nit  deny'd. 

3  When  threat'ning  Sorrows  round  me  flood, 

And  endlefs  Fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  Billows  of  a  Flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  Woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  Diftrefs, 

With  heavy  Groans  and  Tears  ; 
He  gave  my  iharpeft  Torments  Eafe, 
And  lilenc'd  all  my  Fears. 
Pause. 

5  [O  Sinners,  come  and  tafte  his  Love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafa.nt  Ways, 
And  let  your  own  Experience  prove 
The  Sweetnefs  of  his  Grace. 

6  He  bids  his  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 

Round  where  his  Children  dwell ; 
What  Ills  their  heav'nly  Care  prevents 
No  earthly  Tongue  can  tell.] 

7  [G  love  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his ; 

His  Eye  regards  the  Juft  ! 
How  richly  blefs'd  their  Portion  is, 
Who  make  the  l!ord  their  Truft  ! 

8  Young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Hunger  roar, 

And  famifh  in  the  Wood  : 

But  God  fupplies  his  holy  Poor 

With  ev'ry  needful  Good.] 

?  s  A  l  M     XXXIV.   ii,— 22.  Second  Pat 

Common  Metre. 

Exortation  to  Peace  and  Hclinefs. 

COME,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the- Lord 
And  that  your  Days  be  long,  L 


Pr 


?* 


PSALM    XXXV.  6j 

Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  Word 
Be  fouhd  upon  your  Tongue. 
I  Depart  from  Mifchicf,  pra&ife  Love, 
Purine  the  Works  of  P^eace  ; 
So  (hall  the  Lord  your  Ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  Souls  at  Eafe. 
[  His  Eyes  awake  to  guard  the  Juft, 
His  Ears  attend  their  Cry  ; 
When  broken  Spirits  dwell  in  Duft, 
The  God  of  Grace  is  nigh. 
.  What  tho'  the  Sorrows  here  they  tafte 
Are  fharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft, 
Is  their  Supporter  now. 

Evil  fhall  fmite  the  Wicked  dead  $ 

But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  Mifchief  when  they  Aide, 

Or  heals  the  broken  Bone. 

When  Defolation  like  a  Flood 

O'er  the  proud  Sinner  rolls,    - 
Saints  find  a  Refuge  in  their  God,     . 

For  he  redeem  cl  their  Souls. 
P  s  a  l  m     XXXV.  1— -9.     Fir  ft  Part; 
ayer&  Faith  of  per  fc  cute  dSaiiits  ;  or,  Imprecation* 
mixed  with  Charity. 

NOW  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God 
With  all  the  Sons  of  Strife; 
And  fight  agaihft  the  Men  of  Blood, 
Who  fight  againft  my  Life. 

Draw  out  thy  Spear  and  flop  their  Way, 

Lift  thy  avenging  Rod  ; 
But  to  my  Soul  in  Mercy  lay, 

11  I  urn  thy  Saviour  COJi 
B   ; 


7*  PSALM    XXXV. 

3  They  plant  their  Snares  to  catch  my  Feet, 

And  Nets  of  Mifchief  fpread  ! 
Plunge  the  Deftroyers  in  the  Pit 
That  their  own  Hands  have  made. 

4  Let  Fogs  and  Darknefs  hide  their  Way, 

And  flipp'ry  be  their  Ground  ; 
Thy  Wrath  mall  make  their  Lives  a  Prey 
And  all  their  Rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  ChafF  before  the  Wind, 

Before  thine  angry  Breath  \ 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Purfues  them  down  to  Death. 

k  They  love  the  Road  that  leads  to  Hell  ; 
Then  let  the  Rebels  die, 
Whofe  Malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  few 

Amongft  that  impious  Race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  Crew 
By  thy  furprizing  Grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  Voice 

To  make  thy  Wonders  known  : 

In  their  Salvation  I'll  rejoice, 

And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

Psalm  XXXV.  Ver.  12,  13,  14.  Second  Part 

Love  ts  Enemies  ;  or,  the  Love  ^Chrift  to   Sinner 

tipifyd  in  David. 
I  TJEHOLD  the  Love,  the  gen'rous  Love 
JD     That  holy  David  mows  : 
Hark  how  his  founding  Bowels  move 
To  his  affliaed  Foes  ' 


When  they  are  fick,  his  Soul  complains* 
And  feems  to  feel  the  Smart  > 


PSALM     XXXVI.  71 

The  Spirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  Heart. 

How  did  his  Rowing  Tears  condole 

As  for  a  Brother  dead  ! 
And  fafting  mortifv'd  his  Soul, 

While  for  their  Life  be  pray'd. 

They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  Bed, 

Yet  il  11  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  BlefTmgs  on  his  Head 

The  righteous  God  returns. 

O  glorious  Type  of  heav  nly  Grace  ! 

Thus  Chriji  the  Lord  appears  \ 
While  Sinners  curie,  the  Saviour  prays, 

And  pities  them  with  Tears. 

He  the  true  David,  Ifr&Fs  King, 

Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  Rebels  dead  in  Sin 

Pay'd  his  own  dearcft  Blood. 
Psalm     XXXVI.  5 — 9.  Long  Metre. 
Tin  Perfections  and  Providence  of  GOD  \  or.  General 

Providence  and  Special  Gr&. 
1    T  TIGH  in  the  Heav'ns,  eternal  God, 
XjL     Thy  Goodnefs  in  full  Glory  ftiines  $ 
Thy  Truth  fhall  break  thro'  ev'ry  Cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  Defigns. 

Fbrever  firm  thy  Juftice  ftands, 
As  Mountains  their  Foundations  keep  \ 
Wife  are  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hands  \ 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  mighty  Deep. 

Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
B^th  Man  and  Bead  thy  Bounty  fhare ; 
The  whole  Creation  is  thy  Charge, 
But  Saints  are  thy  peculiar  Care. 

D  3  4  My 


J2  PSALM    XXXVI. 

d  ;  how  excellent  thy  Grace  ; 

Comfort  fprings  } 
Sons  of  Adam  in  Diftrefs 

Fly  to  tfa  \v   of  thy  Wir 

5  From  t^c  Provifions  of  thy  H, 

fwect  Repaft; 
There  .\  x  flews, 

And  brings  Salvation  to  our  Talk. 

ife  like  a  Fountain  rich  and  free 

triy  Lord; 
And  in  thy  Light  our  Souls  (hall  fee 
The  Glories  promis'd  in  thy  Word. 

P  s  al  m  XXXVI.  r,  2,  5,  6,  7,(5.  Com. Metre.  1 

PrafticalAtheifm  expos  d  ;  or  jheBeing  and  Attributes 

of  GOD  afferled. 

1  'I  T  7H1LE  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways, 

V  V       And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  Heart  within  me  often  fays, 

"  Their  Thoughts  believe  their's  none. 

2  Their  Thoughts  and  Ways  at  once  declare 

fWhare'er  their  Lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  Wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  ihey  feek  his  Grace. 

3  What  ftjrange  Self-flatt'ry  blinds  their  Eyes  ! 

But  there  s  a  haft  ning  Hour, 
When  they  fhall  fee  with  fore  Surprize 
The  Terrors  cf  thy  Pc 

4  Thy  Juftice  fhall  maintain  its  Throne, 

Tho'  Mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  World  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Sea. 

5  Above  thefe  Heav  ns  created  Rounds, 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord  extend  :  Th] 


P  S  A  L  M     XXXVI.  73 

Thy  Truth  out-1  i\  <\-  the  narrow  Bounds 
Where  Time  and  Nature  t 

6  Safety  to  Wan  thy  Goodnefs  brings^ 

i  look  i  the  i  teaft  ! 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 
Thy  Children  chufe  to  reft. 

7  [From   Thee,  when  Creature-ftrcams  run  low* 

And  mortal  Comforts  die. 
Perpetual  Springs  of  Life  {hall  flow, 
And  raife  our  Pleafures  high. 

8  Tho'  all  created  Light  decay, 

And  Death  clofe  up  pur  Eyes, 
Thy  Prefence  makes  eternal  Day 
W  here  Clouds  can  never  rile.] 

Psalm    XXXVI.   1—7.  Short  Metre, 

TheJl/kkednejs  of  Man,  and  theMajeJfy  ofQOD  s  or, 

Practical  Atheljm  exposed. 

1  \  X  7HEN  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin, 

VV       My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  no  Faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  Fear  before  his  Eyes. 

2  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 

In  a  Self-flattYing  Dream, 
'Till  his  dark  Crimes  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expofe  hjs  hateful  Name.] 

3  His  Heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  Word*  are  fmooth  and^fair  ; 
Wifdom  is  baniih'd  from  his  Soul, 
And  leaves  no  Goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his 

New  Mifchicfe'to  fulfil ; 
He  ,  and  Hand,  and  Head 

1  o  practice  all  that's  ill.  D  4      5  Bat 


74  PSALM  XXXVII. 

5  Eut  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Tho'  Men  renounce  his  fear ; 
Kis  juftice  hid  behind  the  Cloud 
Shall  one  great  Day  appear. 

6  His  Truth  tranfeends  the  Sky, 

In  Heav'n  his  Mercies  dwell  ; 
Deep  as  the  Sea  his  Judgments  lie, 
His  Anger  burns  to  Hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  Love, 

Whence  all  our  Safety  fprings  ! 
O  never  let  my  Soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  Wings. 

Psalm     XXXVII.  i— 15.     Firjl  Part. 

The  Cure  ofE?ivy,Frctful?:efs,  and  Unbelief ;  or,  The 
Rewards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Tricked ;  or,  Tbt 
World's  Haired^  and  the  Saints  Patience. 

1  TT  7HY  mould  I  vex  my  Soul,  and  fret 

VV       To  fee  the  Wicked  rife  I 
Or  envy  Sinners  waxing  great 
By  Violence  and  Lies  ? 

2  As  flow'ry  Grafs  cut  down  at  Noon, 

Before  the  Ev'ning  fades, 
So  (hall  their  Glories'  vanifti  foon 
In  everlafting  Shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  Truft, 

And  practice  all  that's  good  ; 

So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  Juft, 

And  He'll  provide  me  Food. 

4  I  to  my  Go  d  my  Ways  commit, 

And  chearful  wait  his  Will  ; 
Thy  Hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  Feet, 
Shall  my  Defires  fulfil.  5  Mine 


PSALM  XXXVII.  75 

c  Mine  Innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 
And  make  thy  Judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  Li^ht  of  dawning  Day, 
And  glorious  as  the  Noon. 

6  The  Meek  at  laft  the  Earth  pofiefs, 

And  are  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ; 
True  Riches,  wit;h  abundant  Peace, 
To  humble  Souls  are  giv'n. 
Pause. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  Way, 

Nor  let  your  Anger  rife, 
Tho'  Providence  fhould  long  delay, 
^    To  punifh  haughty  Vice. 

8  Let  Sinners  join  to  break  your  Peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
Their  Day  of  Vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  Sword, 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  Bow, 
To  flay  the  Men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  Right'ous  low..     t 

10  My  God  {hall  break  their  Bows,  and  burn 

Their  perfecming  Darts, 
Shall  their  own  Swords  againft  them  turn  ; 
And  Pain  furprize  their  Hearts. 

P'SA  lm  XXXVII.  16,21,26—31.  Second  Part. 
Charity  t*  the  Poor  j  or,  Religion  in  J  fords  W  Deeds. 

WHY  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft, 
And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  Portion  of  the  Juit 
Excels  the  Sinners  Gold. 

The  Wicked  borrows  of  his  Friends, 
iJut  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  $        D  5       The 


76  P  S  A  L  M    XXXVII. 

The  Saint  i  -1  and  lend 

Nor  turns  the  Poor  away. 

3  His  Alms  with  lib'ral  Heart  he  givoe 

Amongft  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
His  Menrry  to  long  Ages  lives, 
And  bleited  is  his  Seed. 

4  His  Lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  (lander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  Tongue  declares  to  Men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  Law  and  Gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  Heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  Word 

His  Feet  lhall  never  Aide. 

6  When  Sinners  fall,  the  Righteous  ftand, 

Preferv;d  from  ev'ry  Snare ; 
They  mall  poffefs  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  dwell  forever  there. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  Ver.  23—37.  Third  Pari. 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked* 
j    f\y|  Y  God,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men 

iVl     A:e  brder'd  by  thy  Will  ; 

Though  they  fhould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  Hand  fupports  them  frill. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  Ways, 

•  Their  Vertue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  Grace, 
Nor  leave  the  Man  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nJy  Heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  Portion  and  their  Home  ; 
lie  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them.  Heirs 
Of  BieiSngs  long  to  come, 

6  Wait 


P  S  A  L  M    XXXVIII.  77 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Men, 

Nor  fear  when  Tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  lhall  conk  was  vain 

When  Juftice  m  down. 

Pause. 

5  The  haughty  Sinner  have  I  [ttvv 

N  n  nor  Gcd, 

Like  a  tall  Bav-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  Arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  Ground, 

Deflroy'd  by  Hands  unfeen  \ 
Nor  Root,  nor  Branch,  nor  Leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  Pride  hath  been. 

7  But  mark  the  Man  of  Righteoufnefs, 

His  feveraf  Steps  attend  ; 
True  Pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  Ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  End. 

Psalm     XXXVIII. 

Guilt  of  Confcience  and  Relief ;   or,  Repentance  out 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and  Health . 

1      A  MIDST  thy  Wrath  remember  Love, 
Jljl     Rcftore  thy  Servant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  Chaining  prove 
Like  an  Avenger's  Sword. 

2.  Thine  Arrows  flick  within  my  Heart, 
ly  Fleih  is  fo  rely  pre  ft  ; 
Between  the  Sorrow  and  the.  Smart 
Spirit  rinds  no  Reft. 

3  My  Sins  a  heavy  Load    appear, 
i  I  o'er  my  Head  are  gone; 
v  they  for  me  to  bear3 
Loo  hard  for  me  t9  at 


ft  PSALM    XXXflC. 

4  My  Thoughts  are  like  a  troubl'd  Sea, 

My  Head  ftill  bending  down  \ 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  Day 
Beneath  my  Father's  Frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore, 

None  of  my  Pow'rs  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  Anguifh  makes  me  roar, 
The  Anguifh  of  my  Soul. 

6  All  my  Defire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  Eye  counts  ev'ry  Tear, 
And  ev'ry  Sigh,  and  ev'ry  Groan 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  Ear.' 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  Hope  ; 

My  God  will  hear  my  Cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  Spirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

t  [My  Foot  is  ever  apt  to  Aide, 
My  Foes  rejoice  to  fee't  $ 
They  raife  their  Pleafure  and  their  Pride 
When  they  fupplant  my  Feet. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  Guilt  to  Thee, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  Sin  ; 
Til  mourn  how  weak  my  Graces  be, 

And  beg  Support  Divine. 

I©  My  GaD,  forgive  my  Follies  paft, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  Salvation  hafte  ; 
Before  thy  Servant  die.] 

Psalm  XXXIX,  i,  2,  3.  Firjl  Part. 

Watchfulncfs  over  the  Tongue  ;  or ^Prudence  andZeaL 

I  A-p^HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 

"  Now  will  I  watch  my  Tpngu*, 
*      -  ■  «  Left 


P  S  A  L  M    XXXIX.  79 

"  Left  I  let  flip  one  fulfill  Word, 

M  Or  do  my  Neighbour  Wrong. 

2  And  if  I'm  e'er,  conftrain'd  to  ftay 

With  Men  of  Lives  profane, 
1*11  fet  a  double  Guard  that  Day, 
Nor  let  my  Talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  Lips  to  fpcalc 

The  pious  Thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  Scoffers  mould  th'  Occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  Zeal. 

4.  Yet  if  fomc  proper  Hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  Sinners  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

Psalm     XXXIX.  4,  5,  6,  7.  Second  Part. 
The  Vanity  of  Man  as  mortal, 

l  *  I  \EACH  me  the  Meafure  of  my  Days 
X        Thou  Maker  of  mv  Frame  ; 
I  wou'd  furvey  Life's  narrow  Space, 
And  learn  how  frail  1  am. 

I  A  Span  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 
An  Inch  or  two  of  Time  ; 
Man  is  but  Vanity  and  Duft 
Jn  all  his  Flow'r  and  Prime. 

j  See  the  vain  Race  of  Mortals  move 
Like  Shadows  o'er  the  Plain, 
They  rage  and  drive,  define  and  love, 
But  all  the  Noife  is  vain. 

.  Some  walk  in  Honour's  gaudy  Show, 
Some  dig  for  golden  Ore, 
They  toil  for  Heirs  they  know  not  who, 
Aad  (trait  are  fcen  ng  more, 

5  What 


So  P  S  A  L  M    XXXIX. 

What  (hould   I  wifii  or  wait  for  then 
From  Creatures,  Earth  and  Duit  ? 
They  make  our  Expectations  vain, 
And  difappoint  our  Truit. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  Hope 
My  fond  Defires  recal  \ 
I  give  my  mortal  Int'reft  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  fjl. 

Psalm  XXXIX.  Ver.  9—13.  Third ParU 

Sick-Bed  Devotion  ;  Or,  Pleading  without 
Repining. 

1  A^OD  of  my  Life,  look  gently  down, 
VJ  Behold  the  Pains  I  feel  -y 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  Throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  Will. 

2  Difeafes  are  thy  Servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  Command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  Word, 
Againft  thy  chalVning  Hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  Cries, 

Remove  thy  fharp  Rebukes  : 
My  Strength  confumes,  my  Spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  Strokes. 

4  Crum'd  as  a  Moth  beneath  thy  Hand 

We  moulder  to  the  Duft  -, 
Our  feeble  Pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftand, 
And  all  our  Beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  Life  decays  apace, 

He  w  foon  the  Bubble's  broke  ! 
Adcm  and  all  his  num'rous  Race 
Are  Vanity  and  Smoke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  Sojourner  below, 

A$  all  my  Fathers  were  >  May 


P  S  A  L  M    XL.  81 

May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
YVhen  I  the  Summons  hear  ! 

7  But  if  my  Life  be  fpar'd  a  while 
Before  my  laft  Remove, 
Thy  Praife  fhall  be  my  Bufmefs  flill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  Love. 

Psalm     XL.  Ver.  i,  2,3,  5,  17.  Flrjl  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  Great  Dijlrcfs* 

1  1  "  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
A  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  Cry  ; 
He  law  me  refting  on  his  Word, 

And  brought  Salvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  Pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  Bonds  releas'd  my  Feet, 
Deep  Bonds  of  miry  Clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  Rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  taught  my  chearful  Tongue 
To  praife  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand 
In  a  new  thankful  Song. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  Works  of  Grace  abroad  5 

The  Saints  with  Joy  (hall  hear, 
And  Sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  Hope  and  Fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  Thoughts  of  Love  ; 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  how  great    ! 
We  have  not  Words  nor  Hours  enough 
TiKir  Numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And   Light  and  Peace  depart, 
My  G  ivy  Woe, 

And  bv  ..:t.  Psalm 


£*  P  S  A  L  M    XL. 

Psalm  XL.  6 — 9.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metro. 
The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Chrifl. 

1  nr^HUS  faith  theLord,  "  your  Work  is  vain, 

JL        u  Give  your  Burnt-OfFrings  orer, 
"  In  dying  Goats  and  Bullocks  flain 
"  My  Soul  delights  no  more. 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  Will  5 
"  What  e'er  thy  facred  Books  declare 
"  Thy  Servant  fhall  fulfil. 

3  <4  Thy  Law  is  ever  in  my  Sight, 

"  1  keep  it  near  my  Heart : 
u  Mine  Eyes  are  open'd  with  Delight 
"  To  what  thy  Lips  impart 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  Eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  lime  afTumes 
The  Body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  Grace, 

And  much  his  Truth  he  fhew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  Way  of  Righteoufnefs 
Where  great  Affemblies  ftood. 

6  His  Father's  Honour  touch'd  his  Heart, 

He  pity'd  Sinners  Cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  Part 
Was  made  a  Sacrifice. 

Pause. 

7  No  Blood  of  Beads  on  Altars  fhed      „ 

Could  wafh  the  Confcience  clean, 
But  the  rich  Sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  Sin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  Salvation  fprcad, 

And  Satan  $  Kingdom  fliook  3  Thus 


PSALM    XL.  83 

Thus  by  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed 
The  Serpent's  Head  was  broke. 

Psalm     XL.  5 — 10.  Long  Metre. 

Chrift  our  Sacrifice. 

1  ^T^HE  Wonders,Lord,thyLove  has  wrought, 

A    Exceed  ourPraife,furmount  ourThought  y 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  Detail, 
My  Speech  would  faint,  my  Numbers  fail. 

2  No  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  Souls  of  Men  from  Guilt ; 
But  thou  haft  let  before  our  Eyes 
An  All-fufficient  Sacrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 

.  To  thy  Defigns  he  bows  his  Ears  ; 
Afiumes  a  Body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  Work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold,  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries, 
"  With  Love  and  Duty  in  his  Eyes,) 
"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  Load 

M  Of  Sins,  and  do  thy  Will,  my  God. 

5  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  Decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  Book  foretold  of  Me, 
"  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviour's  Part ; 

"  And  lo  !  thy  Law  is  in  my  Heart. 

6*"  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  Law, 
"  Anu  Rebels  to  Obedience  draw, 
"  When  on  my  Crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 
"  Or  to  my  Crown  above  the  Sky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  fhall  defcend  and  fhow 
u  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 
"  The  wond'ringWorld  (hall  learn  thy  Grace, 
"  Thy  Wifdom  and  thy  Rhjhteoufneis. 

Psalm 


8+  PSALM    XLI,  XLII. 

Psalm     XLI.  i,  2,  3. 

Charity  to  the  Poof  ;   or,  Pity  to  the  Afflifled. 

1  jTjLEST  is  the  Man  whole  Bowels  move, 
JD    And  melt  with  Pity  to  the  Poor, 
Whofe  Soul  by  fympathizing  L 

Feels  what  his  Fellow-Saints  endure. 

2  His  Heart  contrives  for  their  Relief 
More  Good  than  his  own  Hands  can  do  ; 
He  in  the  Time  of  gen'ral  Grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  Bowels  too. 

3  His  Soul  fhall  live  fecure  on  Earth, 
With  fecret  Bleffings  on  his  Head, 
When  Drought,  and  Peftilence,  and  Death, 
Around  him  multiply  their  Dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  Couch 

God  will  pronounce  his  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  Touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  Soul  to  Heav'n. 

Psalm     XLII.   1--9.     Firji  Part. 

Defection  and  Hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  Abjence  from 

public  IVorfhip. 

1  TT  7ITH  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind, 

VV       My  God,  to  Thee  I  look  s 
So  pants  the  hunted  Hart  toflfld 
And  tafte  the  cooling  Brook. 

2  When  fhall  I  fee  thy  Courts  of  Grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  Abfenee  from  thy  Face 
My  Heart  endures  with  Pain.. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  Soul, 

And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  \ 
The  Foe  infults  without  Controul, 
"  And  where  s  your  GOD  at  lafl  f 

4  'Tis 


P  S  A  L  M    XLH.  85 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  Pleafure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  Days  : 
Then  to  thy  Houie  did  Numbers  go, 
And  all  our  Work  was  Praife. 

5  But  why,  my  Soul,  funk  down  fofar 

Beneath  this  heavy  Load  ? 
Why  do  my  Thoughts  indulge  Defpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  Hand 

Can  all  thy  Woes  remove, 
For  I  mall  yet  before  him  ftand, 
And  fing  reftoring  Love. 

Psalm  XLII.     6 — i  r.     Second  Part. 

Melancholy  Thoughts  reproved  ;  or^Hope  in  Affliction* 

1  1\  /TY  Spirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
1VX   But  I  will  call  thy  Name  to  Mind, 
And  Times  of  paft  Diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  Troubles  with  tumultuous  Noife 
Swell  like  a  Sea,  a*nd  round  me  fpread  ; 
Thy  Water- fpouts  drown  all  my  Joys, 
And  rifing  Waves  roll  o'er  my  Head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  Love, 
When  laddrefs  his    Throne  by  Day, 

*    Nor  in  the  Night  his  Grace  remove  ; 
The  Night  fhall  hear  me  ling  and  pray. 

4  I'll  caft  myfelf  before  his  Ftet, 

And  fay,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 

"    Why  dotk  thy  Love  io  long  forget 

"  The  Soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  Stroke  ? 

5  I'll  chide  my  Heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  ihould  my  Soul  indulge  her  Grief? 

Hope 


26  P    S    A   L    M    XLIV. 

Hope  in  the  Lord  ;  and  praife  him  too  > 
He  is  my  Reft,  my  fure  Relief. 

6  Thy  Light  and  Truth  {hall  guide  me  flill, 
Thy  Word  fhall  my  beft  Thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav'nly  Hill, 
My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  Joy. 

Psalm  XLIV.  Ver.  i,  2,  3,  8,  15,  26. 

The  Church's  Complaint  m  Pcrfecutisn. 

1  T    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  Works    of  old, 
JLi  Thy  Works  of  Pow'r  and  Grace, 
When  to  our  Ears  our  Fathers  toid, 

The  Wonders  of  their  Days. 

2  How  thou  didft  build  thy  Churches  here, 

And  make  thy  Gofpel  known  ; 
Amongft  them  did  thine  Arm  appear, 
Thy  Light  and  Glory  fhone. 

3  In  God  they  boafled  all  the  Day, 

And  in  a  chearful  Throng 
Did  Thoufands.meetto  praife  and  pray, 
And  Grace  was  all  their  Song. 

4  But  now  our  Souls  are  feiz'd  with  Shame, 

Confufion  fills  our  Face, 
To  hear  the  Enemy  blafpheme, 
And  Fools  reproach  thy  Grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  fallely  dealt  with  Heav'n, 
Nor  have  our  Steps  declin'd  the  Road 
Of  Duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 

6  Tho'  Dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftru<5hve  Breath, 
And  thine  own  Hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore 
Hard  by  the  Gates  of  Death. 

Pause. 


P  S  A  L  M    XLV.  87 

P    A     P    S    E. 

71  We  arc  expos'd  all  Day  to  die 
As  Martyrs  for  thy  Caufe, 
As  Sheep  for  Slaughter  bound  we  lie' 
By  fharp  and  bloody  L: 

8  Awake,  arife,  Almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleets  thy  wonted  Grace  ? 
Why  ihouhl  we  look  like  Men  abhor'd, 
Or  banifh'd  from  thy  Face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off, 

And  flill  neglecl  our  Cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  Love 
From  our  afflicted  Eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  Duft  our  Soul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  Ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  Help,  rebuke  the  Proud, 
And  all  their  Pow'rs  confound. 

1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  Shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  Honours  of  thy  Name, 
The  Merits  of  thy  Blood. 

Psalm     XLV.    Short  Metre, 

The  Glory  0/ Christ,  The  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel, 
and  the  Gentile  Church* 

1  1\yjY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
-LVJL     Thy  Beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  Lips  with  Bleflings  overflow, 

And  ev'ry  Grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  Glory  known, 

Gird,  on  thy  dreadful  Sword, 
And  ride  in  Majefty  to  fpread 
The  Conqueils  of  thy  Word. 

3  Strike 


88  P  S  A  L  M    XLV. 

3  Strike  thro'  thy  ftubborn  Foes, 

Or  melt  their  Hearts  t'  obey, 
While  Juftice,  Meeknefs  Grace  and  Truth 

Attend  thy  glorious  Way. 

4  Thy  Laws  O  God,  arc  right ; 

Thy  Throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 
And  thy  victorious  Gofpel  proves 
A  Scepter  in  thy  Hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  Meafure  ihed 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  Oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  Head, 

6  [Behold,  at  thy  Right  hand 

The  Gentile  Church  is  feen, 
Like  a  fair  Bride  in  rich  Attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen. J 

J  Fair  Bride,  receive  his  Love, 
Forget  thy  Father's  Houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  Gods,  thy  Idol  Gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  Vows. 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  Thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  Children  fhall  his  Honour  fing 

In  Palaces  of  Joy. 
Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metre. 
*The  Pergonal  Glories  and  Government  of  Chrift. 

1  T'LL  fpeak  the  Honours  of  my  King, 
•**   His  Form  divinely  fair  ; 

None  of  the  Sons  of  Mortal  Race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  Speech,  and  heav'nly  Grace 

Upon  thy  Lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God  with  Bleflings  infinite' 
Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  Head, 


PSALM    XLV.  89 

3  Gird  on  thy  Sword,  vi&orious  Prince  ; 

Ridie  with  majeftick  Sway  ; 
Thy  Terror  (half  ftrikethro'  thy  Foes, 
And  make  the  World  obey. 

4  Thy  Throne,  O  God,  forever  ftands  : 

Thy  Word  of  Grace  mall  prove 
A  peaceful   Scepter  in  thy  Hands, 
To  rule  the  Saints  by  Love. 

5  Juftice  and  Truth  attend  Thee  flill, 

But  Mccy  is  thy  Choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  Soul  (hall  fill 
With  moft  peculiar  Joys. 

Psalm     XLV.  Firjl  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Glory  of  Chrift,  andPoivcr  of  bis  GofpeL 

1  XTOVV  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  fing 
JIN    The  Glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 

2 ejus  the  Lord  ;   how  heav'nly  fair 
[is  Form  !   how  bright  his  Beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  all  the  Sons  of  human  Race 
He  fhines  with  a   fuperiour  Grace, 
Love  from  his  Lips  divinely  flows, 
And  Bleflings  all  his  State  compofe. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  Arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  Terror  of  thy  Sword, 

k  In  Majefty  and  Glory  ride 
With  Truth  and  Meeknefs  at  thy  Side. 

4  Thine  Anger  like  a   pointed   Dart 
Shall  pierce  the  Foes  of  ftubborn  Heart  : 
Or  Words  of  Mercy  kind  and  fv/cet 
Shall  melt  the  Rebels  at  thy  Feet. 

Thy  Throne,  O  God,  for  ever  Hands, 
ce  is  the  Sceptre  in  thy  Hands  5 

Thy 


90  PSALM    XLV. 

Thy  Laws  and  Works  are  juft  and  right, 
Juftice  and  Grace  are  thy  Delight. 

6  GoD,fchinc  own  God,  has  richly  (hed 
His  Oil  of  Gladnefs  on  thy  Head  ; 
And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bleft 
His  firft-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

Psalm    XLV.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Chrift  and  his  Church  -y  or,  The  myjiical  Marriage. 

1  '  I  XHE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face, 

JL      Adorn'd  with  Majefty  and  Grace  ! 
He  comes  with  Bleflings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  Nations  to  his  Love. 

2  At  his  Right-hand  our  Eyes  behold 
The  Queen  array'd  in  pureft  Gold  ; 
The  WorlH  admires  her  heav'nly  Drefs  $ 
Her  Robe  of  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  Beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  Throne  ;  ] 
Fair  Stranger,  let  thine  Heart  forget 
The  Idols  of  thy  native  State. 

4  So  fhall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  Fav'ritc  of  his  Choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  He's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  Hour,  when  thou  fhalt  rife 
To  his  fair  Palace  in  the  Skies, 
And  all  thy  Sons' (a  num'rous  Train) 
Each  like  a  Prince  in  Glory  reign. 

6  Let  endlefs  Honours  crown  his  Head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  chearful  Songs  approve 
The  Condefeenfigns  of  his  Love, 

Psalm 


P  S  A  I  M    XLVJ.  9* 

Psalm     XLVI.     Fir/}  Part. 

Tlje  Church's  Safety  and  Triumph  anivig  National 

Dejolatlms. 

1  y^OD  is  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints, 

VJT  When  Stoims  of  iharp  Diitrcfs  invade  \ 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  Complaints 
Behold  him  pre  lent  with  his  Aid. 

2  Let  Mountains  from  their  Seats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  Deep,  and  buried  there  : 
Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  World, 
Our  Faith  fhs.ll  never  yield  to  Fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  Ocean  roar, 
In  facred  Peace  our  Souls  a 
While  ev'ry  Nation,  ev'ry  Shore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fwelling  Ti 

There  is  a  Stream  whcfe  gentle  Flow 
S applies  the  City  of  our  God  ! 
Life,  Love,  and  Joy  ftill  gliding  thro', 
And  wacYmg  our  divine  Abode. 

That  facred  Stream,  thine  holy  Word, 
That  all  our  raging  Fear  comrouls  : 
Sweet  Peace  thy  Promiies  afford, 
And  give  new  Strength  to  fainting  S 

Si  on  enjoys  her  Monarch's  Love, 
Secure  againft  a  threat'niag  Hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  Foundations  move, 
Bu.lt  on  his  Truth,  ami  arm'crVith  Pcv. 

P  s  a  i.  m     XLVI.  Second  Part. 
GOD  fig  rch. 

LET  Sim  in  her  K  ee, 

Tho'  Tyrant  Sj        ins  rife  i 

He  utters  his  Almighty  Voi 
The  Nations  melt,  the  tumult  di 

E  2  The 


qz  PS  A  L  M   kLVtf. 

2  The -Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  ffill  our  Aid  ; 
Behold  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought. 
What  Deflations  he  has  made. 

3  From  Sea  to  Sea  through  al!  the  Shores 
He  makes  the  Noife  of  Battle  ceafe  ; 

When  from  on  high  his  Thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  World  to  Peace 

4  He  breaks  the  Bow,  he  outs  the  Spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  Flame  ; 
Keep  Silence  all  the  Earth,  and  hear 
The  Sound  and  Glory  of  his  Nan.-/. 

5  "  Be  (lill,  and  learn  that  I  arh  God. 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  Lands, 
w  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
u  But  (till  my  Throne  in  Sion  ftandiii 

6  O  LordofHoftsj    Almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  Prefence  dwell, 
Our  Faith  fhall  fit  fecure,  and  fuig 
Defiance  to  the  Gates  of  Heii. 

Psalm     XL  VII. 

..  Chrift  Afcending  and  Reigning* 

1  /"\  For  a  Shout  of  (acred  Joy 
\Jr      To  God  the SoV'reign  Kin 
Let  evVy  Land  their  Tongues  cmp'.- 

And  Hymns  c:  Tritthiph  fing. 

2  Jcfus  our  God  afcends  on  high  ; 

Hi?  Heav'nly  Guards  around 
Attend  him  riling  thro'  the  Sky, 
With  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound. 

3  While  Angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  Mortals  learn  their  Strains  \ 

Let 


PSALM    XLVI'II.  93 

Let  ail  the  Earth  his  Honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 

i   Rehearfe  his  Praife  with  Awe  profound 
Let  Knowledge  lead  the  Song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  Sound 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  Tongue. 

;  In  Ifrael  flood  his  ancient  Throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chofen  Race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  World  his  own, 
And  Heathens  ufte  his  Grace. 

)  The  Britijh  I  (lands  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abrahams  God  is  known  ; 
While  Pow'rs  and  Princes,  Shields  and  Sword! 
Submit  before  his  Throne. 

P  s   a  L   M    XLVIII.     I5— 8.    Fuji  Part. 

The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Natny- 
I  [  A ^ RE AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
VJT      And  let  his  Praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  Churches  his  Abodc^ 
His  moft  delightful  Sea':. 

l  Thcfe  Temples  of  his  Grace, 
How  beautiful  they  ftand  ? 
The  Honours  of  our  native  Place, 

And  Bui waiks  of  our  Land.]  } 

5  In  Si  on  God  is  known 
A  Refuge  in    Diftrefs  ; 
How  bright  has  hib  Salvation  fnonc 
Through  all  her  Palace 

\-  When  Kings  againft  her  join'd, 
And  law  the.  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  Gonfuficn  of  the  Mind 
Thev  fled  with  hafty  Fear. 

E   i  Wht* 


94-  PSALM    XL VIII. 

5  When  Navies  tall  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  Peace, 
He  fends  his  Tempeft  roaring  loud- 
And  finks  .them  in  the  Seas. 

6  Oft  have  our  Fathers  told, 

Our  Eyes  have  often  f< 
How  well  our  God  fecurcs  the  Fold 
Where  his  own  Sheep  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  Diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  Houfe  repair. 
We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  Gn 
And  feek  Deliverance  there. 

Psalm  XL VIII.   10,-14.  Second  Par: 

TheBeauty  oftheChurch  ;  or  ^GofpelfVorJhip  UO; 

1  TpAR  as  thy  Name  is:  known 

Ar      The  World  declares  thy  Praife  ; 
Thy  Saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  Throne 
Their  Songs  of  Honour  raife, 

2  With'  Joy  let  Judah  ftand 

On  Sions  chofen  Hill, 
Proclaim  the  Wonders  of  thy  Han<u 
And  Counfels  of  thy  Will. 

.3  Let  Strangers  walk  around 
The  City  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy-Ground, 
And  mark  the  Building  well. 

4  The  Orders  of  thy  Houfe, 

The  Worfhip  of  thy  Court, 
The  chearful  Songs,  the  folemn  Vows,? 
And  make  a  fair  Report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glorious 'to  behold  r 


PSALM    XLIX.  o5 

Beyond  the  Pcmp  that  charms  the  Eyes, 
And  Rites  adorn'd  with  Gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 
Will  guide  us  'till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God.  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  Sky. 

Psalm  XLIX.  6-14.  FirjlParU  Com.Metre. 

Pride  and  Death  -y  or,  The  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches. 

1  \  I/HY  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow 

VV       To  InfoLncc  and  Pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  Honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  rifing  Tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  Poor  with  Scom> 

Made  of  the  felf-fame  Clay, 
And  boaft  as  tho'  his  Flefh  were  born 
Of  better  Duft  than  they  f] 

3  Not  all  his  Treafures  can  procure 

His.  Soul  a  (hort  Reprieve, 
Redeem  from  Death  one  guilty  Ho.ur, 
Or  make  his  Brother  live. 

4  Life  is  a  Bieffing  can't  be  fold, 

The  Ranfcm  is  too  high  ; 
JufHce  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  Gold, 
That  Man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  k^s  the  Brutifh  and  the  Wife, 

The  Tim'rous  and  the  Brave 
Quit  their  Pofleflions,  clofe  their  Eyes, 
And  haften  to  the  Grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  Thought  and  Pride, 
"  My  Houie  (hall  eve*  ftand  5 

u  And  that  my  Name  may  long  abide   . 
ki  I'll  give  it  to  my  Land. 

t  3  7  Vain, 


9$  PSALM    XLIX. 

7  Vain  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Hopes  are  loft, 

How  foon  his  Mem'ry  dies  ! 
His  Name  is  written  in  the  Duft 
Where  his  own  Carcafs  lies.] 

Pause. 

8  This  is  the  Folly  of  their  Way  ; 

And  yet  their  Sons  as  vain 
Approve  the  Words  their  Father  fay. 
And  a£t  their  Works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  Wifdom  and  of  Grace, 

It  Honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  Bead,  a  thoughtlefs  Race. 
And  like  the  Beaft  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  Grave  like  filly  Sheep*. 

Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
Till  the  laft  Trumpet  breaks  their  Sleep, 
In  Terror  and  Defpair.j 

P  s  a  l  M     XLIX.     Ver.  14,  15.   Second   Pert; 

Common  Metre. 

Death  a?id  ihs  Refurreflion. 

I   \7^  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juft, 
%        X     And  trample  on  the  Poor, 

When.  Death  has  brought  you  down  to  Duft 
Your  Pomp  fhall  rife  no  more. 

7.  The  laft  great  Day  fhall  change  the  Scene  ; 
When  will  that  Hour  appear  r 
When  fhall  the  Juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  : 

3  God  will  my  naked  Soul  receive, 

When  fep'rate  from  the  Flefh  ;  If 

And  bieak  the  Prifon  of  the  Grave, 

To  raife  my  Bones  afrefh,  1 

4  Heaven 


PSALM    XLiX,   L.  *7 

4  Hcav'n  is  my  everlafting  Home, 
Th'  Inheritance  is  fare  \ 

Let  Men  of  PriJe  their  Rage  rcfume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 
P  s  a   l  M     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  rich  Sinner's  Death*  and  ile  Saint's  Refurrettiofi. 
i    i  A/HY  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor, 
V  V     And  boaft  the  large  ' 
How  vain  are  kiches  to  fee  u  re 
Their  haughty  QwuCj 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  Hour  from  De 
With  all  the  Wealth  in  which  they  truft  ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  Brother  Breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  Dufr. 

3  There  the  dark  Earth  and  difmal  Shade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  B<  dies  round  \ 
That  Fleih  fo  delicately  led 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  Ground. 

4  Like  thoughtlefo  Sheep  the  Sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  Grave  for  Worms  to  eat  : 
The  Saints  (hall  in  the  Morning  rife, 
And  rind  th'  OppieP.br  at  their  Feet. 

5  His  Honours  perifh  in  the  Dufr, 

And  Pomp  and  Beauty ^ Birth  and  BJood : 
That  glorious  Day  exalts  the  Juft 
'To  full  Dominion  o'er  the  Proud. 

6  My  Saviour  (hall  my  Life  rc£ore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  Abode  : 
My  Flefh  and  Soul  mall  part  no  more  \ 
But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God. 

P  s  a  l  m  L.  For.  i-6.  FirJiPart.  Gem.  Met 
The  loft  Judgment  \  or,  The  Saints  Rewarded. 
*   '"TpnE  Lord  the  Judge  before  his  Throne 
JL      Bids  the  whole  Larth  draw  nigh,      The 


98  P  S  4  L  M   L. 

The  Nations  near  the  rifing  Sun, 
And  near  the  IVejlern  Sky. 

2  No  more  lhall  bold  Blafphemers  fayT 

"Judgment  will  nccr  begin  \ 
No  more  abufe  his  long  Delay 
To  Impudence  and  Sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  Cloud  our  God  fhall  come, 

Bright  Flames  prepare  his  Way, 
Thunder  and  Dafknefs,  Fire  and  Storrh 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  Day. 

4  Heav'n  from  above  his  Call  (hall  hear, 

Attending  Angels  come, 
And  Earth  and  Hell  nSall  know,  and  fear, 
His  Juftice  and  their  Doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  Saints  (hecriesj 

"  That  made  their  Peace  with  God 
Qi  By  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice, 
M  And  feaFd  it  with  his  Blood. 

6  M  TheirFaith  and  Works  brought  forth  toLight 

<c  Shall  make  the  World  confefs 
"  Aiy  Sentence  of  Reward  is  right, 
'  u  And  Heav'n  adore  my  Grace. 
P  s  A  L  m  L.  Ver.io^i  1,14,15,23.  Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
.  Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 

1  '""T^Hus  faith  the  Lord, u  The  fpacious  Fields 

J[      "  And  Flocks  and  Herds  are  mine, 
«  O'er  all  the  Cattle  of  the  Hills 
<<  I  claim  a  Right  divine. 

2  u  I  afk  no  Sheep  for  Sacrifice, 

•*  Nor  Bullocks  burnt  with  Fire  ; 
m  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
«  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  «  Call 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  99 

3  "  Call  upon  me  when  Trouble's  near, 

"   My  Hand  fhall  fet  thee  free  ; 
c<  Then  fhall  thy  thankful  Lips  declare 
u  The  Honour  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  Man  that  offers  humble  Praife, 

"  He  glorifies  me  beft  : 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  Ways, 
M  Shall  my  Salvation  tafte. 

PsalmL  Ver.  i,  5,  8,16,21,22.  Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

The  'Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

WHEN  Chnjl  to  Judgment  {hall  defcend, 
And  Saints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  Nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  Word. 

"  Not  for*  the  Want  of  Bullocks  ilain 

"  Will  I  the  World  reprove  , 
"  Altars  and  Rites,  and  Forms  are  vain 

"  Without  the  Fire  of  Love. 

u  And  what  have  Hypocrites  to  do 

"   To  bring  their  Sacrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  Statutes  juft  and  true., 

"  But  deal  in  Theft  and  Lies. 

1  ^  Could  you  expect  to  'fcape  my  Sight, 
cc  And  fin  without  ccntroui  r 
u  But  1  fhall  bring  your  Crimerto  Light 
"  With  Anguifn  in  your  Soul. 

Confider  ye,  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  Wrath  appear  j 
If  once  you  fail  beneath  his  Sword, 

There's  no  DeJiv'rer  there* 

t  5  Psalm 


ico  PSALM    L. 

P •  s  a  l  m  L.     Long  Metre. 

Hypocricy  expos  d. 

j   ^T^HE  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns, 

X      Let  Hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 

Who  place  their  Hope  in  Rites  and  Forms, 

But  make  not  Faith  nor  Love  their  Care, 

2  Vile  Wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  Name 
With  Lips  of  Falfhood  and  Deceit  > 
A  Friend  or  Brother  they  defame, 
And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  Neighbours  Wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  Face  ; 
They  take  his  Covenant  on  their  Tongue, 
But  break  his  Laws,  abufe  his  Grace. 

A.  To  Heav'n  they  life  their  Hands  unclean ; 
Defil'd  with  Luft,  defiFd  with  Blood  ; 
By  Night  they  practice  ev'ry  Sin, 
By  Day  their  Mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  Judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  ileeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  Hour. 

6  O  dreadful  Hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fets  their  Crimes  before  their  Eyes  ! 
His  Wrath  their  guilty  Souls  {hall  tear, 
And  no  DelivVer  dare  to  rife. 

P  s  a  l  M     L.     To  a  new  Tune. 

tflbe  laft  Judgment. 

THE  Li-rdjtheSov'rcign, fends  hisSummons  forth 
Calls  the  South  Nation?,  and  awakes  the  \ortk  ; 
From  Eaft  to  IV eft  the  founding  Orders  fpread 
Thro'  diitant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead  ; 
No  more  dial  I  Atheiils  mock  his  long  Delay  ; 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  aiore  ;  Behold  the  Day. 

z  Behold 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  ioi 

2  Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;   his  Guard?  are  high, 
Tempeil  and  Fire  arterd  Kim  do*n  the  Sky  ; 
Heav'n,  Earth  &  Hell  draw  nfar  ;  let  all  Dungs  C 
To  hear  his  Juitice  and  the  Sinners  Dorm  ; 

But  gather  firil  mv  Saints  (:hr  Judge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  Angels  from  '.heir  diitant  Lands. 

3  Behold  my  Cov'nant  Hands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  Eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood, 

And  fign*d  with  all  their  Names  ;  the  Greek  the  Je<ivy 
That  paid  the  antient  Worfhip  or  the  new, 
There's  no  diftir.clion  hf  re:  omc  fpre ad  thei-Thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my    FavYites  and  my  Sons. 

4  I  their  Almifchty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  -heir  Jud-e  :   Ye  Keav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

My  juil  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 

Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hea.  ; 

Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 

1  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

5  Not  for  the  Want  of  Gbata  or  Bullocks  jhin 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   Bulls  and  Goa:s  a-e  vain 
Without  the  Flames  of  Love.      In  v?in  the  Store 
Of  brutal  Offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  arc  the  tamer  B.*aJts  and  favage  Breed, 
Floclfc  JL-ris,  and  Fields,  andFcrells  where  they  ited, 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  aflc  thee  Food  t 
When  did  I  thirfr,  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood  ? 
G-an  I  Be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows', 

Thy  fol-mn  Chau'rinp  and  fantarfick  Vows  ? 
Are  my  Eyes  chsrnVd  thy  Veltments  to  beho'd, 
Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 

7Unfhinking Wretch!  howcould'il  thou  here  to  pletfe 
A  (iou,  a  Spirit,  wj^b  fuch  To\s  as  thefe  ? 
While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy  Tongue 
Thou  lov'Il  Deceit,  and  doit  thy  Brother  Wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
TfcicvtJ  and  Adults:  en  arc  thy  chefen  Friends. 

8  Silent 


s 


10*  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

S  Silent  I  waited  with  long  differing  Love, 
Bur  didft  thou  hrpe  that  L  fhould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
Andctierirh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within, 
That  God  the  Righteous  would  indulge  thy  Sin? 
Behold  my  Terrors  now  ;  my  Thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul. 

9  Sinners  awake  betimes  ;  ye  Fool?,  be  wife  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful Morningrife ;  [amend  ; 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend ; 
Left  like  a  Lion  his  laft  Vengeance  tear 
Vour  trembling  Souls  and  no  DeliVrer  near. 

Psalm  L.  To  the  old  Proper  Tune. 
The  Laft  Judgment. 

1.  ^  |  VHE  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth, 
X    Calls  the&>#/i>Nations  and  awakes  theNorth  : 
From  Baft  to  Weft  the  fov 'reign  Order's  fpread, 
Thro'  diilant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead; 

Tbi  Trumpet  founds  ;  Hell  trembles  \    Heaven  rejoices -; 

Lift  up  your  Heads ■,  ye  Saints,  with  chearful  Voices. 

%   No  more  mill  Atbeifts  mock  his  long  Delay   ; 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  more  :  behold  the  Day* 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends ;  his  Guards  are  nighj 
Temped  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky* 

When  GOD  appears,  all  Nature  jball  adore  him  ; 

WhiU  Sinners  tremble.,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

j  ■  Heav'n.  Earth, and  Hell, draw  near  :  let  all  Things 
"  To  hear  myjuftice  and  the  Sinner'sDoom  ;  [come 
■4  But  gather  firfl  rnySaints;  (thejudge commands) 
"  Bring  them,ya  Angels,from  thoir  diftant  Lands* 

WhenChrift  return:,  nvake  $fvery  chearful  Pajfion\ 

And  jhout.ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation.     ■ 

4  "   Behold  my  Cov'narrt  (lands  forever  good, 
"  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood, 
"And  fign'dwithall  theirNames  ;  ihtGreffi,lheJew, 
"M  That  oaid  the  antient  Worihip  or  the  new. 

There', 


PSALM    L.  103 

Iherfsno  Diftinclion  here  join  all  your  Voids, 
And  r  cafe  your  Heads,  ye  Saint s,  for  Heavn  rejoices. 

5  *  Here(faiththeLord)yeAngebfpread  their  Thrones, 
"  And  near  me  feat  my  Favourites  and  my  Sons, 
"  Come,  my  redeemed,  polTefs  the  Joys  prepar'd 
•«  Ere  Time  began,  'tis  ycur  divine  Reward. 

When  Ghrijr  returns,  wake  every  chearful  Paffion  ; 
And Jhout,  ye  Saints,  he  com  s  for  your  Salvation. 
Pause  the  Firit. 

6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  J  th'  Almighty  God, 

"  I  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  Heaves  proclaim  abroad 
"  My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 
"  Thofe  awful  Truths,  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear. 
When  GOD  Appears  all  Nature  fh all  adore  him> 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him, 

7  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  Blafphemer,  and  profane, 
c'Nowfeel  myWrath,norcall  myThreatningsvain; 
u  Thou  Hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  Saints  attire, 

"  I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

Judgment  proceeds  ;    Hell  trembles  ;    Hea^n    rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,   with    chearful  Voices  m 

8  "  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goat«,  or  Bullocks  flain 
"  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
"  Without  the  Flames  of  Love  ;  In  vain  the  Store 
11  Of  brutal  OfPrings  that  were  mine  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  Nature  Jh all  adore  him  ; 
Whih  Sinners  tremble  y  Saints  rejoice  before  him* 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  Food  ? 

'«  When  did  I  thirft  or  drink  thy  Bullock's  Blood  ? 
"  Mine  are  the  tamer  Beaits  £nd  favage  Breed, 
"Fiocks, Herds,  &Fields  &  Forcils  where  they  feed. 

AH  is  the  Lord's,  he  rules  the  wide  Creation  ; 
Gives  Sinners  Vengeance,  and  the  Saints  Salvation. 

Can  I  be  flatter'd  v.i:h  thy  cringing  Bows, 
;<  Thy  folccin  Chau'rings  and  fartUitick  Vows  ? 

"  Arc 


104  PSALM    L. 

"  Arc  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Veftrrents  to  behold. 
•■  Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Go)d  ? 

GOD  is  the  Judge  of Heart s,   no  fair  DiJ^uifes 
Canjcreen  the  Guilty  when  bit  Vengeance  rife  J. 

Pause   the  Second.  [pleafe 

1 1  "  Unthinking  Wretch  !  how  could'ft  thou  hope  to 
"  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Tovs  as  thefe  } 

u  While  with  myGrace  andStatutes  on  thy  Tonpu* 
"  Thou  lov'it  Deceit,  and  doit  thy  B.  other  wrong . 

Judgment  proceeds  ;   Hell  trembles  ;    Heayn  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads, ye  Saints,  njuitb  chearful  Voices. 

12  c<  In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends  ; 

"  Thieves  and  Adulterers  are  thy  chcfen  Friends  ; 
•«  While  the  falfe  Flatter  at  thy  Altar  waits, 
M  His  harden'd  Soul  divine  Inftruction  hares. 

GOD  is  tbe  Judge  of  Hearts,  no  fair  Difguifes 
Canfcreen  ike  Guilty,  when  bis  Vengeance  rifes, 

13  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufferinp  Love  ; 

"  But  didft  thou  hope  that  1  fhouJd  ne'er  reprove  ? 
»*  And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within^ 
•4  That  the  All- Holy  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 

See  GOD  appears,  all  Natiinsjoin  ty  adore  bim  ; 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Sinners  fall  bejore  bim, 

34  "Behold   my  Terrors  now  ;   my  Thunders  roll, 
"   And  thy  own  Ciimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul*. 
"  Now  like  a  Lion  fhall  my  Vengeanct  tear 
11  Thy  bleeding  Heart,  and  nc  Deliv'rer  near. 

Judgment  concludes  ;   Hell  trembles  ;    Heaven  rtjo'ces  ; 

Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints  'with  chearful  Voices. 
Epiphonema. 

15  Sinners  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wife  ; 

Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife  :     [amend, 

Change   ycur  vain   Thoughts,  your    crooked  vVoj^ 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend. 

7  ben  join,  ye  Saints..  Wake  every  chearful  Pcjfcn  ; 
U.biH  Cbrifl  nturns,  he  ewes  for  your  Salvr.uon. 

PlALM 


PSALM    LI.  io5 

Psalm     LI.  Firft  Part,  Long  Metre, 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

1  QHEW  Pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive,, 
i3  Let  a  repenting  Rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  Mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  Sinner  truft  in  Thee  ? 

2  My  Crimes  are  great,  but  not  furpafs 
The  Pow'r  and  Glory  of  thy  Grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  Nature  hath  no  Bound,. 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  Love  be  found. 

3  O  wafh  my  Soul  from  ev'ry  Sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  Confcience  clean  ', 
Here  on  my  Heart  the  Burden  lies, 
And  pail  Offences  pain  mine  Eyes. 

4  My  Lips  with  Shame  my  Sins  confefs 
Againft  thy  Law  againft  thy  Grace  ; 
Lord  mould  thy  Judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  condemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  Vengeance  feize  my  Breath, 
I  muft  pronounce  thee  juit  in  Death  : 
And  if  my  Soul  were  lent  to  Hell, 

Thy  righteous  Law  approves  it  well, 

6  Yet  favc  a  trembling  Sinner,  Lord, 
Whofe  Hope  ftill  hov'ring  round  thy  Word, 

*    Would  light  on  fome  fweet  Piomife  there, 
Some  fure  Support  againft  Defpair. 

P  J  a  L  M  LI,   Second  Part.    Long  Metre* 
Original  and  actual  Sin  cor.fejid. 

I    T    ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  Sin  ; 
.1  J  And  Born  unholy  and  unclean  : 
Sprung  from  the  Man  whofe  guilty  Fall 
Corrupts  the  Race,  and  taints  us  all.  . 

2  Soon 


io6  PSALM    LI. 

2  Soon  as  wc  draw  our  Infant-Breath, 
The  Seeds  of  Sin  grow  up  for  Death  ; 
The  Law  .demands  a  perfect  Heart  -, 
But  we're  defil'd  in  ev'ry  Part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  Heart  a-ncw, 
And  form  my  Spirit  pure  and  true  j 
O  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 

My  Danger  and  my  Remedy.] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  Face  ; 
My  only  Refuge  is  thy  Grace  : 

No  outward  Forms  can  make  me  clean  y 
The  Leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  Bird,  nor  bleeding  Beaft, 
Nor  Hyfop-branch,  nor  fprinkling  Prieftr 
Nor  running  Brook,  nor  Flood,  nor  Sea, 
Can  wafh  the  difmal  Stain  away. 

6  fefus^  my  God,  tffy  Blood  alone 
Hath  Power  fufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  Blood  can  make  me  white  as  Snow  ; 
No  Jewijh  Types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

y  While  Guilt  difturbs  and  breaks  my  Peace, 
Nor  Flefh  nor  Soul  hath  Reft  or  Eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  Voice, . 
And  make  my  broken  Bones  rejoyce. 

Psalm  LI.     Third-  Part.  Long  Metre. 

T7?e  Backjlider  reftord  ;  or,  Repentance  and  Faith  in 
the  Blood  of thrift. 

1  /^V  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  Sinners  cry, 
V/  Tho*  all  my  Grimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  Look, 

But  blot  their  Mem'ry  from  thy  Book, 

2  Create  my  Nature  pure  within, 

And  form  my  Soul  averfe  to  Sin;  Let 


PSALM    LI.  107 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  Prdence  from  my  Heart, 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  Light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  Sight : 
Thine  holy  Joys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  mc  that  1  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  Help  and  Comfort  ftill  afford  : 

And  let  a  Wretch  come  near  thy  Throne 
To  plead  the  Merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  Heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  Sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  Heart  for  Sacrifice. 

6  My  Soul  lies  humbled  in  the  Duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  Sentence  juft  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  Eye, 
And  fave  the  Soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  World  thy  Ways  ; 
Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fov'reign  Grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  pardoning  God. 

8  O  may  thy  Love  infpire  my  Tongue  ! 
Salvation  fhall  be  all  my  Song  ; 

"And  <ul  my  Pow'rs  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs. 

Psalm  LI.  3 — 13.  Fuji  Part.  Com.  Metre* 

Original  and  Actual  Sin  confejjed  and  pardoned. 

LORD,  I  would  fpread  my  lore  Diftrds 
And  Guilt  before  thine  L>es  \ 
Againft  thy  Laws,  againft  thy  Grace 
How  high  my  Crimes  arifc  ! 

2  Should'ft 


io8  PSALM    LI. 

2  Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  Soul  to  I  i 

And  crufh  my  Flefh  to  Duft, 
Hcav'n  would  approve  thv  Vengeance  w 
And  Earth  muft  own  it  iuft. 

3  I  from  the  Stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  Original  is  Shame, 
And  all  my  Nature  Sim, 

4  Born  in  a  World  of  Guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion- with-  my  Breath  ; 
And  as  my  Days  advai.c/d,  I  grew 
A  jufter  Prey  for  Death, 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord7  and  chear  my  Soul; 

With  thy  forgiving  Love  -, 
O  make  my  broken  Spirit;  whole, 
And  bid  my  Pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thv   Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  Face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  Heart, 
And  ml  it  with  thy  Grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  Mercy  known 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  { 
Backiliders  £hall  addrefs  thy  Throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

P  S  a  l  m  LI.  14 — 17.  Second Pari.Qom. Metre. 
Repentance  a?id  ficitb  in  the  Blood  of  ChriJ}* 

1  A  God  of  Mercy  hear  my  Cali, 
V      My  loads  of  Guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating  Wall. 

That  bars  me  from  thy  Loye. 

2  Give  me  the  Prefence  of  thy  Grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  Tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  Righteoufnefs,. 

And  make  thy  Praife  my  Song,  3  No 


PSALM    LIII,  LV.  MP 

No  Blood  of  Goats   nor  Heifer  (lain 

For  Sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  Death  of  Chrijl  fhall  ftill  remain 

Sufficient  and  alone. 

A  Soul  oppreft  with  Sin's  Defert 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  ; 
A  humble  Gjoan,  a  broken  Heart 

Is  our  bell  Sacrifice. 

Psalm   LIII.  4— -6. 

Victory  and  Deliverance  from  P  erf  edition* 
1     \  RE  all  the  Foes  of  Si  on  Fools, 
JlV  Whothus  devour  her  Saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  Complaints  ? 

They  (hall  be  feiz'd  with  faJ  Surprize  ; 

For  God's  revenging  Arm 
Scatter-*  the  Bone*  of  them  that  rife 

To  do  his  Children  Harm. 

In  vain  the  Sons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  Armies  in  Array  ; 
When  God  hat,  firft  defpis'd  their  Hoft, 

They  fall  an  eafy  Pi*y. 

O  for  a  Word  from  Sions  King, 

Her  Captives  to  refrore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  the  Fribej  fhall  fing, 

And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

s  a  l  m  LV.  1—8,16,17,18,2*2.  Com. Metre,. 

Support  for  the  ajf'Uhd  and  tempted  Soul. 

OGod,  my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries, 
Behold  my  rlowmg  Tcarsj 
For  Earth  and  Hell  my  Hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  Fears. 

1  Their 


no  PSALM    IN. 

a  Their  Rage  is  levcl'd  at<  my  Life, 
My  Soul  with  Guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  Thoughts  with  inward  Strife, 
To  fhake  my  Hope  in   God. 

3  With  inward  Pain  my  Heart-firings  fou::^ 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  Breath  ; 
Horror  and  Fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  {hades  of  Death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  fcatherVl  Dove, 

And  Innocence  had  Wings  ; 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  Remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  Things, 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  Defert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  Home, 
Where  Storms  of  Malice  never  blow,  k 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  Hopes,  and  vain  Inventions  all 

To  Tcape  the  Rage  of  Hell  ! 
The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call 
Can  fave  me  here  as. well. 

P   a   u   s    Eo 

i  By  Morning  Light  I'll  feek.his  Face, 
At  Noon  repeat  ray  Cry, 
The  Night  (hall  hear  me  afk  his  Grace,. 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  fhall  preferve  my  Soul  from  Fear* 

Or  Shield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  Tboufand  Angels  muft  appear 
If  he  command  their  Aid. 

9  I  caft  my  Burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fuftains  them  all  ; 
My  Courage  refts  upon  his  Word 

That  Saints  fhall  never  fall.  10  My 


P  S  A  L  M    IN.  in 

lo  My  higheft  Hopes  (hall  not  be  vain, 
(hall  ipread  his  Praife  i 
While  cruel  arid  deceitful  Men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  Days, 

P  s  a  l  mLV.  15,  16,  17,  19,  12  ShortMetre, 

D  anger  ousVrz ferity  ;  or,  Dally  Devotions  encouraged. 

1  T    ET  Sinners  take  their  Courfe, 
JL/     And  chufe  the' Road  to  Death  ; 
But  in  the  Warfhip  of  my  God 

I'll  fpend  my  daily  Breath. 

2  My  Thoughts  addrefs  his  Throne 

When  Morning  brings  the  Light  ; 
I  feek  his  Blefling  every  Noon, 
And  pay  my  Vows  at  Night. 

3  -Thou  wilt  regard  my  Cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
While  Sinners  perifh  in  Surprize 
Beneath  thine  angry  Rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  Eafc, 
And  no  fad  Changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear  nor  truir.  thy  Name, 
No*  learn  to  do  thy  Will. 

But  I  wkh  all  my  Cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  caft  my  Burdens  on  his  Arnv, 

And  veil  upon  his  Word. 

His  Arm  (hall  well  fuitain 

The  Children  of  his  Love  ; 
The  Ground  on  which  their  Safety  Hands, 

No  earthly  Pow^r  can  move, 

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Psalm  LVI. 

Deliverance  from  Opprejfton  and  Faljhocd ;  or  GOD's 
Care  of  bis  People  in  Anfwer  to  Faith  and  Prayer. 

1  /~\   Thou  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on  high. 
KJ  And  makes  th'  Qppreilbr  ceaie, 
Behold  how  envious  Sinners  try- 
To  vex  and  break,  my  Peace. 

2  The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 

But  as  my  hourly  Dangers  rife, 

My  Refuge  is  thy  Word. 

5  In  God  moft  holy,  juft,  and  true. 
I  have  repos'd  my  Truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Flefh  can   dc, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  Words  to  Mifchief  ftill. 

Charge  me  with  unknown  Faults ; 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  Counfels  fill, 
And  Malice  all  their  Thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  Frown  I 

Muft  their  Devices  ftand  ? 
O  cafl  the  haughty  Sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  Hand  ! 

Pause. 

6  God  counts  the  Sorrows  of  his  Saints, 

The  ir  Groans  affccl:  his  Ears  ; 
Thou  haft  a  Book  for  my  Complaints, 
A  Bottle   for  my  Tears. 

7  When  to  thy  Throne  I  raife  my  Cry 

The  Wicked  fear  and  flee  : 
So  fwift  is   Prayer  to  reach  the  Sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

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"8  In  the  mod  holy,  juft,  and  true, 
I  haw  rcDos'd  my  Truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  tear  what  Alan  can  do, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Diift. 

n  Thv  folemn  Vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thotl  (halt  receive  my  Praife  ; 
III  Sing,  Hav  faithful  is  thy  Ward  \ 
How  righteous  all  thy  lVay>  ! 

io  Thou  haft  fecur'd  mv  Soul  from  Death, 
O  let  thy  Prisoner  free, 
That  Heart  and  Hand,  and  Life  and  Breath 
May  be  employ 'd  for  Thee. 

Psalm   LVIL 

Praife  fir Protection  \  Grace  and  Truth, 

MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs, 
Of  boundlefs  Love  and  Grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  Wings, 
Till  the  dark  Croud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  Heav'ns  I  fend  my  Cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  Delires  perform  ; 
He  fends  his  Angel  from  the  Sky, 
And  laves  me  from  the  threat'ning  Storm, 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  Power  on  Earth  be  known  abrosi 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

Heart  is   fix'd  ;  my  Song  (ball  raife 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 
Awake,  my  Tongue,  to  found  his  Praife, 
My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame. 

High  o'er  the  Earth  his  Mercy  reigns,     * 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Sky  -, 


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H4  PSALM    LVIII. 

His  Truth  to  endlcfs  Years  remains, 
When  lower  Worlds  diflblve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  Power  on  Earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  jell. 

Psalm     LVIII.     As  the  1 13th  Pfalm. 
Warning  to  Magijirates. 

1  "JUDGES,  who  rule  the  World  by  Laws, 
J      Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  Caufe, 

When  th'  injur'd  Poor  before  you  ftands  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  Poor, 
And  let  rich  Sinners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  Gold  and  Greatneis  bribe  your  Hands  | 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 

That  God  will  judge  the  Judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  Heav'ns  his  Juftice  reigns  > 
Yet  you  invade  the  Rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  Decrees  abroad 

To  bind  the  Confcience  in  your  Chains. 

3  A  poifon'd  Arrow  is  your  Tongue, 
The  Arrow  (harp,  the  Poifon  ftrong, 

And  Death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  Counfels,  Cries  or  Tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  Adder  icops  her  Ears  ! 

Againft  the  Power  of  charming  Sounds. 

4  Break  out  their  Teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  Teeth  of  Lions  dy'd  in  Blood  ; 

And  crufn  the  Serpents  in  the  Dull  : 
As  empty  Chafl',  when  Whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  the  fweeping  Tempeft  flies, 

So  Jet  their  Hopes  and  Names  be  loft. 

5  Th* 


P  S  A  L  M    LX.  its 

Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  Sky, 
Their  Grandeur  melts,  their    iTitlcs  die, 

As  Hills  of  Snow  diffolvc  and  run, 
Or  Snails  that  perifh  in  their  Slime, 
Or  Births  that  come  bef  >re  th-  If  Time, 

Vain  Births  that  never  fee  tht  Sun. 

Thus  (hall  the  Vengeance  3?  the  Lord 
Safety  and  Joy  to  Saints  afford  ! 

And  all  th  it  hear  (hail  join  and  fay, 
"  Sure  thqre'-s  a  God  cnat  ruler,  on  high, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  Children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  SirFrings  well  repay. 

P  s  a  l  M  LX.  Ver.  1--5.  13—12. 
On  a  Day  of  Humiliation  fur  tfiftpp  ointments  hi  ll\ir> 

IORD,  haft  thou  caft  the  Nation  off 
_y  Muft  we  for  ever  mourn  : 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  Wrath  ; 
ShaH  Mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

The  Terror  of  one  Frown  of  thine 

Melts  all  our  Strength  away  ; 
Like  Men  that  totter  drunk  with  W 

We  tremble  in  Difmay. 

h  Great  Britain  fhakes  beneath  thy  Stroke, 
And^  dreads  thy  threat 'ning  Hand  \ 
Q  heal  the  Ifland  thou  haft  broke, 
Comfirm  the  wav'ring  Land. 

Lift  up  a  Banner  in  the  Field    * 

For  thofe  that -fear  thy  Name  ; 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thv  Shield) 
m^rhJpat  our  Fots  to  Shame. 

Not  a/*1  our  Armies  to  the  Fight 

Car^  a  confed'rate  God  ; 
As  w!n  confed-rate  Pow'rs  unite 

An(iinftthy  lifted  Rod. 


n6  PSALM    LXI,  LXII 

6  Our  Troops  (hall  gain  a  wide  Renown 
By  thine  aflifting  Hand  ; 
'Tis  God  that  treads  the  Mighty  down, 
And  makes  the  Feeble  ftand. 

Psalm  LXI.   i— 6. 
Safety  in  GOD. 

1  TT  7 HEN  ovcrwhelm'd  with  Grief, 

VV       My  Heart  within  mc  dies, 
Hclplefs  and  far  from  all  Relief 
To  Heav'n  I  lift  mine  Eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  Head, 
And  make  the  Covert  of  thy  Wings 
My  Shelter  and  my  Shade, 

3  Within  thy  Prefence,  Lord, 

For  ever  HI  abide  > 
Thou  art  the  Tower  of  my  Defence  * 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  giveft  me  the  Lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name  ; 
If  endlefs  Life  be  their  Reward, 
I  fhall  poflefs  the  fame. 

Psalm  LXII.  5 — T2. 
No  Truji  in  theCreatures  \  or,  Faith  in  DivineGrac\ 

and  Power. 

1  T\/TY  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone; 
jLVA     My  Rock  and  Refuge  is  his  Throne  [ 
In  all  my  Fears,  in  all  my  Straits, 
My  Soul  on  his  Salvation  waits. 

2  Truft  him,  ye  Saints,  in  all  your  $  : 
Pour  out  your  Hearts  before  his  F«\fe, 
When  Helpers  fail,  and  Foes  invadt> 
God  is  our  All-fufficient  Aid. 

5  Th'11 


PSALM    LXIII.  117 

3  Falfc  arc  the  Men  of  high  Degree, 
The  bafer  Sort  are  Vaniuy  ; 

Laid  in  the  Balance  bo  li  appear 
Light  as  a  Puff  of  empty  Air. 

4  Make  not  increafmg  Gold  your  Truft, 
Nor  fet  your  Hearts  on  glittering  Duft; 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  Smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  Voice  deciar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  Ears  have  heard, 
u  All  Power  is  his  eternal  Due  ; 

He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

1  For  Sov'reign  Pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  Partner  of  t*he  Throne  : 
Thy  Grace  and  Juftice,  Mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  Reward. 
Psalm  LXIII.  1,  2,  5,  3,  4.  Fir/}  Part. 
Common    Metre. 
The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day. 
I^T7  ARLY,  my  Gog,  without  Delay, 
Pj     I  hafte  to  feek  thy  Face  •> 
My  thirfty  Spirit  faints  away 

Without  thy  cheering  Grace. 
So  Pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  Sand 

Beneath  a  burning  Sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  Stream  at  hand, 
And  they  muft  drink  or  die. 

I've  feen  thy  Glory  and  thy  Pow'r 

Thro*  all  thy  Temple  fhine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  Hour, 

That  Vifion  fo  divine. 
Not  all  the  Bleflings  of  a  Feafl 

Can  plcafe  my  Soul  fo- well, 
As  when  thy  richer  Grace  I  tafte, 

And  in  thy  Pretence  dwell,  F  2        5 


ii*  PSALM    LXIIL 

5  Not  Life  itfelf,  with  all  her  Joys, 

Can  my  beft  Pafiions  move, 
Or  raiie  to  high  my  chearful  Voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  Love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  Day 

I'll  blefs  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

And  tune  my  Lips  to  fing. 
Psalm     LXlil.  6—10.  Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Midnight  Thoughts  Recollefted. 

1  'HT^WAS  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night 

A        I  thought  upon  thy  Pow'r, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  Face  in  Sight 
Amidft  the  darkeft  Hour. 

2  My  Flefti  lay  refting  on  my  Bed, 

My  Soul  arofe  on  higk  ; 
"  My  GOD,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  I  faid, 
M  Bring  thy  Salvation  nigh. 

3  My  Spirit  labours  up  thiffe  Hill, 

And  climbs  the  heav'nly  Road  ; 
But  thy  Right-Hand  upholds  me  ftill, 
While  Ipurfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  Mercy  ftretches  o'er  my  Head 

The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings  ; 
My  Heart  rejoices  in  thine  Aid, 
My  Tongue  awakes  and  fingse 

5  But  the  Dcftroyers  of  my  Peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  -, 
The  Tempter  {hall  forever  ceafe, 
And  all  my  Sins  be  flain. 

6  Thy  Sword  fhall  give  my  Fdes  to  Dcsuh,       JJJj  j 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  Caverns  of  the  Earth, 
s       Or  tb  the  Deeps  of  Hell.  Ps  al 


PSALM    LXIII.  u9 

P  s  a  l  m     LXIII.  Long  Metre. 

Longing  after  GOD  ;   or,  The  Love  of  GOD  better 
than  Lfe. 

1  /^REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  Claim, 
VJT  Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft  i 
The  Glories  that  compofe  thy  Name 

Stand   all  eogag'd   to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Juft  and  Wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  j 

And  I  am  thine  by  facred  Ties  ; 

Thy  Son,  thy  Servant  bought  with  Blood. 

3  With  Heart  and  Eyes  and  lifted  Hands 
For  Thee  I  long,  to  Thee  I  look, 

As  Travellers  in  thirfly  Lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  Water  Brook. 

4  With  early  Feet  I  love  t'appear 
Among  thy  Saints,  and  feek  thy  Face, 
Oft  have  1  feen  thy  Glory  there, 

And  felt  the  Power  of  Sov'reign  Grace. 

5  Not  Fruits  nor  Wines  that  tempt  gur  Tafte* 
Nor  all  the  Joys  our  Senfes  know, 

Could  make  mefo  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raiie  my  chearful  PaiTion  fo. 

6  My  Life  itfelf  without  thy  Love 
No  Tafte  of  Plealure  could  afford  ; 
^T would  but  a  tirefome  Burden  provef 
If  I  were  banifn'd  from  the  Lord. 

Amidft  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
When  bufy  Cares  afflic!  my  Head, 
One  Thought  of  Thcc  gives  new  Delight, 
And  adds  Refreflimcnt  *o  my  Bed. 
8  IT1  lift  my  Hands,  I'll  raife  my  Voice, 
While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  or  praife  ;  " 

F  2  This 


j 20  P  S  A  L  M    LXIII. 

This  Work  (hall  make  my  Heart  rejoice, 
And  fyend  the  Remnant  of  my  Days. 

Psalm  LXIII.  Short  Metre. 
Seeking  GOD. 

1  T\/TY  God,  permit  my  Tongue 
1VJL  This  Joy,  to  call  ihee  mine  s 
And  let  my  early  Cries  prevail . 

To  tafte  thy  Love  divine. 

2  My  thirfty  fainting  Soul 

Thy  Mercy  does  implore  : 

Not  Travellers  in  Defert  Lands 

Can  pant  for  Water  more. 

3  Within  thy  Churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  Place, 
Thy  Pow'r  and  Glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  Grace. 

4  For  Life  without  thy  Love 

1  No  Relifh  can  afford  ; 
No  Joy  can  be  compr'd  with  this, 
To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  Hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  live  •, 
Kol  the  rich  Dainties  of  the  Feaft 
Such  Food  or  Pleaiure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wife  thy  Counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  Dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  Help, 

To  thee  the  Spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  Providence  ; 
My  chearful  Hope  relies. 

8  The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings, 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keeps  : 


PSALM    LXV.  121 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  fapportS  my  Step>. 

Psalm  LXV.  1—5.  Firji  Part.  LbngMetrc. 
Publuk  Prayer  and  Praife. 

1  ^pHE  Praife  of  Sim  waits  for  Thcc, 

A    MyGoD  ;  and  Praife  becomes  thy  Houfc  ; 
TUere  (nail  thy  Saints  thy  Glory 
And  there  perform  their  publiclc  Vows. 

2  O  Thou  whole  Mercy  bends  the  Skies 
Tofave,  when  humble  Sinners  pray  ; 
All  Lands  to  Thee  fhall  lift  their  Eyes, 
And  I  (lands  of  the  Northern  Sea. 

3  Againft  my  Will  my  Sins  prevail, 
But  Grace  (hall  purge  away  the  Stain  : 
The  Blood  of  Chriit  will  never  fail 
To  wafh  my  Garments  white  again. 

4  Bleft  is  the  Man  whom  thou  (halt  chufe, 
And  give  him  kind  Accefs  to  Thee  ; 
Give  him  a  Place  within  thy  Houfc, 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divinely  free. 

Pause. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Si  on  prays  f 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  Diftrefs, 
When  Sions  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  Terror  and  in  Rightcoufnefs. 

i  With  dreadful  Glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflicted  Saints  requeft  -9 
And  with  Almighty  Wia.h  reveals 
His  Love  to  give  his  Churches  Reft. 

Then  (hall  the  flocking  Nation:  run 
To  5/W;Hill  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rifing  and  the  fctting  Sun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  Name  ador'd. 

F    4  P   S    A    L    M 


122  P  S  A  L  M    LXV. 

Psal  m  LXV.   5 — 13.  id  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  3  or,  The 
GOD  of  Nat  are  and  Grace. 

1  *  [""HE  God  of  our  Salvation  hears 

X        The  Groans  of  Si  on  mix'd  with  Tearsi 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  Defigns, 
Thro*  all  the  Way  his  Terror  fhines. 

2  On  him  the  Race  of  Man  depends, 
Far  as  the  Earth's  remoteft  Ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  Name  is  known, 
By  Nature's  feeble  Light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  Flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  Souls  to  God, 
When  Tempefts  rage,  and  Billows  roar 
At  dreadful  Diftance  from  the  Shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  Tempefts  ceafe  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  Crowd  to  Peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  Nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  Winds,  and  loud  as  Wayes, 

5  Whole  Kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  Storm, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  Form  ; 
Mountains  eftablifh'd  by  his  Hand 
Firm  on  their  old  Foundation  ftand. 

•6  Behold  his  Eniigns  fweep  the  Sky, 

New  Comets  blaze,  and  Lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  Lands,  with  fwift  Surprize, 
From  the  bright  Horrors  turn  their  Eyes. 

7  At  his  Command  the  Morning  Ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  Day, 
He  guides  the  Sun's  declining  Wheels 
Over  the  Tops  of  Wejlern  Hills, 

8  Seafons 


P  6  A  L  M    LXV.  123 

3  Seafons  and  Times  obey  his  Voice  ; 
The  Evening   and  the  Mora  rej< 
To  fee  the  Earth  made  foft  with  Showers5 
Laden  with  Fruit  an.  J  drefl  in  FIowVs. 

)  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  Stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirty  Ground  Supply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  Clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  Drops  difpence, 

10  The  Defart  grows  a  fruitful  Field. 
Abundant  Fruit  the  V  allies  yield  ; 
The  V  allies  fhout  wjth  chearful  Voice, 
And  neighboring  Hills  repeat  their  Joys. 

1 1  The  Paltures  fmile  in  green  Array, 
There  Lambs  and  larger  Cattle  play  ; 
The  larger  Cattle  and  the  Lamb, 
Each  in  his  Language  fpeaks  thy  Name. 

12  Thy  Works  pronounce  thy  Pow'r  divine  ;> 
O'erev'ry  Field  thy  Glories  fhine  ; 
Thro'  ev'ry  Month  thy  Gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God  thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year* 

Psalm  LXV.  Fir  ft  Part.  Common  Metre* 
A  Prayer-hearing  God,  and  the  Gentries  called. 

J   T)R  AISL  waits  in  Slon^  Lord,   for  Thee  -y 
JL     There  fhail  our  Vows  be  paid  \ 
Thou  haft  an  tar  when  Sinners  pray 
All  Flefh  fhail  leek  thine  Aid. 

2  Lord,  our  Iniquities  prevail, 

But  pard'ning  Grace  is  fhine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  Power  and  Skill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  Sin. 

3  Blefs'd  are  the  Men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 
To  bring  them  near  thy  Face, 

Give  them  a  Dwelling  in  thine  Koufe, 

To  fcaft  upon  thy  Gract.  ¥  5  < 


124  PSALM    LXV. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  Church  requefts, 

Thy  Truth  and  Terror  fhine, 
And  Works  of  dreadful  RightcoufnciV 
Fulfil  thy  kind  Defign. 

5  Thus  fhall  tne  wond'ring  Nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diftant  Iflands  fly  to  thee, 
Arid  make  thy  Name  their  Truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  Tokens,  Lord, 

When  Signs  in  Heav'n  appear  ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  Word, 
And  love  as  well  as  rear. 
Psalm  LXV.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  Pr  evidence  of  GOD  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  ;  or 
The  Blejftng  cf  Rain. 

1  ,r|^]S  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  ftand5 

A       God  of  eternal  PowV  ; 
The  Sea  grows  calm  at  thy  Command, 
And  Tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2  Thy  Morning  Light,  and  Ev'ning  Shade, 

Succeffive  Comforts  bring  : 
Thy  plenteous  Fruits  make  Harveft  glad, 
Thy  Flow'rs  adorn  the  Spring. 

3  Seafons  and  Times,  and  Moons  and  Hours, 

Heav'n,  Earth  and  Air  are,  thine  ; 
When  Clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  Show'rs, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand'ring  Citterns  in  the  Sky 

Borne  by  the  Winds  around, 
Whofe  watry  Treafuies  well  fupply 
The  Furrows  of  the  Ground. 

5  The  thiifty  Ridges  drink  their  Fill, 

And  Ranks  of  Corn  appear; 
Thy  Ways  abound  with  Bleffings  ftilJ, 
Thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year,      Psalm 


PSALM    LXV,  L\  15 

Psalm  LXV.  Third  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  Bleffings  of  the  Spring  i  Or,  GOD  gtViS  Rain, 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Hufbandman. 

i    /^OD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavViv  £ing, 
VJ   Who  makes  the  Earth  his  Care;  -y 
Vifits  the  Paftures  every  Spring, 
And  bids  the  Grais  appear. 

2  The  Clouds,  like  Rivers  rais'd  on  high3 

Pour  out  at  thy  Command 
Their  watry  Bleffings  from  the  Sky, 
To  chear  thy  thirfty  Land. 

3  The  foiVned  Ridges  of  the  Field 

Permit  the  Corn  to  ipring  : 

The  Valleys  rich  Provifion  yield, 

And  the  Poor  Lab'rers  fing. 

4  The  little  Hills  on  ev'ry  Side 

Rejoice  at  falling  Show'rs  : 
The  Meadows  drefs'd'in  all  their  Pride 
Perfume  the  Air  with  Flowers. 

5  The  barren  Clods  refreilvd  with  RlJii 

Promife  a  joyful  Crop  -> 
The  parching  Ground  looks  green  again, 
And  raifc  the  Reapers  Hope. 

6  The  various  Months  thy  Goodnefs  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  Ways  ? 
k     The  bleating  Flocks  fpread  o'er  the  Dow:is> 
And  Shepherds  fhout  thy  Praife. 
P  s  a  L  M  LXVI.     *Ffrfl  Part. 
Governing' Powtr  ami Gcodnefi  ;  Qr9  Our  Qraa 

tried  by  Ajpic:. 
X    ClNG,  all  ye  Nations,  to  the  Lord, 
°   Sing  with  ajoyful  Kpifc  ; 
With  Melody  of  Sound  record 

His  j  and  jtquj  Jo 


P  S  J  L  M    LXVL 

?.    Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  makes  the  Sky, 
"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  Prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  Feet  they  bow. 

3  [Come,  fee  the  Wonders  of  our  God,  ? 
How  glorious  are  his  Ways  ? 
In  Mofes  Hand  he  puts  the  Rod  ? 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  Seas. 

o 

\  He  made  the  ebbing  Channel  dry, 
While  IJf'el  pafs'd  the  Flood  ; 
There  did  the  Church  begin  their  Joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God.  J 

5  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  Might: 

Will  Rebel  Mortals  dare 
Provoke  ths  Eternal  to  the  Fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  War. 

6  O  blefs  our  God,  and  never  ceafe  ; 

Ye  Saints,  fulfil  his  Praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  Life,  maintains  our  Peace, 
Aad  guides  our  doubtful  Ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fufPring  Souls, 

To  make  our  Graces  fhine  ; 
So  Silver  bears  the  burning  Coals, 
The  Metal  to  refine, 

8  Thro'  wat'ry  Deeps  and  fiery  Ways 

We  march  at  thy  Command, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  Place 

By  thine  unerring  Hand. 
Psalm     LXVl.    13--20.  Second  Part* 
Praije  to  GOD  for  bearing  Prayer. 

j   X"|OW  (hall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid 
XS      To  that  Almighty  Power 
That  heard  tire  long  Requefts  I  made 

In  my  diftrejsful  Hour,  %  My 


P  S  A  L  M    LXVIL  i*7 

2  My  Lips  and  chcarful  Heart  prepare 

To  make  his  Mercies  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  Wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  Head  huge  Sorrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  Aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  Soul  from  Hell, 
And  Death's  eternal  Shade. 

{.  If  Sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  Heart 

While  Pray'r  employ'd  my  Tongue, 
The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  Regard, 
Nor  I  his  Praifes  iung. 

5  But  God  (his  Name  be  ever  bleit) 
Has  fet  my  Spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  Requeft, 
Nor  turn'd  his  Heart  from  me. 
Psalm  LXVJ. 
The  Nations  Pro/pit itfc  a?id the  Church's    Increafe. 

1  qHiNE,  mighty  God,  on  Britain,  ftiine, 
O   With  Beams  of  heav'nly  Grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  Pow'r  through  all  our  Coafts, 

And  fhew  thy  fmiling  Face. 

2  [Amidft  our  Ifle  exalted  high 

Do  thou  our  Giory  fLnd, 
And  like  a  Wall  of  Guardian  Fire 
k        Surround  the  Favourite  Land.] 

3  When  (hall  thy  Name  from  Shore  to  Shore 

Sound  all  the  Earth  abroad, 
And  diftant  Nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

a   Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
Sing  loud  with  iolcmn  Voice  \ 
While  Britijh  Tongue*  exalt  his  Praife, 
And  Brififi  Heart?  rq<  5  He, 


128  PSALM  LXVIII. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  iits  enthron'd  above, 
Wifely  commands  the  Worlds  he  made 
In  Juftice  and  in  Love. 

6  Earth  (hall  obey  her  Maker's  Will, 

And  yield  a  full  Increafe  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  Ifle 
With  Fruitfulnefs  and  Peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  Favours  here, 
While  the  Creation's  utmoft  Bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  Firjl  Part.  Ver.  1-6,32,-35. 

The  Vengeance  and  CompaJJion  of  GOD. 
j    T    ET  God  arife  in  all  his  Might, 

JL>     And  put  the  Troops  of  Hell   to  Flight  \ 
As  Smoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  Skies 
Before  the  rifing  Tempeft  flies. 

2  [He  comes  array 'd  in  burning  Flames  j 
Juftice  and  Vengeance  are  his  Names  : 
Behold  his  fainting  Foes  expire 

Like  melting  Wax  before  the  Fire.] 

3  He  rides  anv1  thunders  thro'  the  Sky  ; 
His  Name  Jehovah  founds  on  high  : 
Sing  to  his  Name,  ye  Sons  of  Grace  ; 
Ye  Saints  rejoice  before  his  Face. 

4  The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his  Aid  in  fnarp  Diftrefs  ! 
In' him  the  Poor  and  Helplefs  find 
A  judge  that's  juft,  a  Father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  Captive's  heavy  Chain, 
And  Pris'ners  fee  the  Light  again  ; 
But  Rebels  that  difpute  his  Will, 

Shall  dwell  ia  Chains  and  Darknefs  ftill,   Paufe, 


PSALM    LXVIIL  129 

Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  Thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  yc  Nations  in  your  Song  : 
His  wond'rou3  Names  and  I*owYs  rehearfe, 
His  Honours  {hall  enrich  your  Verfe. 

7  He  (hakes  the  Heav'ns  with  loud  Alarms  \ 
How  terrible  is  God  in  Arms  ! 

In  Ifrael  are  his  Mercies  known, 
Ifrad  is   his  peculiar  Throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft  -3 
He's  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Reft  : 
When  Terrors  rife,  and  Nations  faint, 
God  is  the  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  Second  Part.  Ver.  17,18, 
ChriJTs  AJanficn^  and  the  Gift  of  tht  Spirit. 

1  T    ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
L>     Ten  thoufand  Angels  fill'd  the  Sky; 
Thofe  Heav'nly  Guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  Chariots  that  attend  thy  State, 

2  Not  Sinai's  Mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  pronoune'd  his  dreadful  Law, 
And  (truck  the  chofen  Tribes  with  Awe, 

*3  How  bright  the  Triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  reh.llious  Pow'rs  of  HeP, 
That  Thoufands  Souls  ha^  Captive  made, 
Were  all  in  Chains  like  Captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  Throne, 
He  fent  his  proinisM  Spirit  down, 
With  Gifts  and  Grace  for  Rebel-Men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  Earth  again. 

i'  S  A  t»  M 


*3°         PSALM    LXVIII,  LXIX. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  3^/^fe.fV.  19,9,10,11,21. 

Praije for Temporal  Bleflings  -9  or,  common  andjfii 

Aid  \ 

1  IT  7E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the  Good, 

V  V  Who  fills  our  Hearts  with  Joy  and  Fooc  ; 
Who  pours  his  Bleflings  from  the  Skies 
And  loads  our  Days  with  rich  Supplies. 

2  He  fends  the  Sun  his  Circuit  rdund, 

To  chear  che  Fruits,  to  warm  the  Ground  , 
He  bids  the  Clouds  with  plenteous  Rain 
Refref,  the  thirfty  Earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  Care  we  owe  our  Breath, 
And  all  our  near  Efcapes  from  Death  : 
Safety  and  Health  to  God  belong  j 

He  neals  the  Weak,  and  guards  the  Strong, 

4  He  makes  the  Saint  and  Sinner  prove 
The  common  Bleflings  of  his  Love  ; 
But  the  wide  Difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  Joy  ©r  endlefs  Pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  Serpent's  Head, 
On  all  the  Serpent's  Seed  {hall  tread, 
The  itubborn  Sinner's  Hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lafting  Wound. 

6  But  his  Right  Hand  his  Saints  fhall  raife 
From  the  deep  Eaith,  or  deeper  Seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  Court  above; 
Tnere  fhall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  Love. 

Psalm  LXIX.  1,-14.  'FirjlPart.  Com. Metre* 
The  Sufferings  of  Christ  for  our  Salvation. 

I  "    QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  Floods 
O  M  Break  in  upon  my  Soul  ; 
w  I  fink  and  Sorrows  o'er  my  Head 
g  Like  mighty  Waters  roolt  2  "  I 


PSALM    LXIX.  131 

2  u  I  cry  till  all  my  Voice  be  gone, 

"  In  Tears  I  wafte  the  Day  ; 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  Eyes, 
"  And  fhorten  thy  Delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  Soul  without  a  Caufe, 

u  And  ftill  their  Number  grows 
44  More  than  the  Hairs  around  my  Head, 
4i  And  mighty  are  my  Foes. 

4  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  Debt 

44  That  Men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  thofe  Honours  to  thy  Law 
44  Which  Sinners  took  away. 

5  "  Thus  in  the  great  Mejftah's  Name, 

44  The  royal  Prophet  mourns  ; 
*4  Thus  he  awakes  our  Hearts  to  Grief, 
"  And  gives  us  Joy  by  Turns. 

6  u  Now  fhall  the  Saints  rejoice  and  find 

"  Salvation  in  thy  Name, 
4C  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  Load 
"  Of  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Shame. 

7  "  Grief  like  a  Garment  cloath'd  me  round, 

44  And  Sackcloath  was  my  Drefs, 
44  While  1  procured  for  naked  Souk 
; "  A  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 

5  "  Amongft  my  Brethren  and  the  Jews 

44  I  like  a  Stranger  flood, 
44  And  bore  their  vile  Reproach  to  bring 
44  The  Gcntilis  near  to  God. 

9  "  I  came  in  finful  Mortals  Stead 
44  To  do  my  Father's  Will : 
"  Yet  when  I  cleans 'd  my  Father's  Houfe, 
"  They  fcandaliz/d  my  Zeal. 

10"  My 


i32  PSALM    LXIX. 

10  "  My  Fadings  and  my  holy  Groans 

<c  Were  made  the  Drunkard's  Song  ; 
"  But  God  from  his  celcftial  Throne 
i*  Heard  my  complaining  Tongue. 

11  M  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  Deep, 

"  Nor  let  my  Soul  be  drown'd  ; 
M  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  Feet 
"  On  well-eftablifh'd  Ground. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  mod  accepted  Hour, 

M  My  Prayer  arofe  on  high, 
<c  And  for  my  fake  my  God  lhall  hear 
M  The  dying  Sinner's  Cry." 
PsalmLXIX.  14.21,26,29,  ^Second  Pcu;U 
Common  Metre. 
The  PaJJbn  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 

1  "^JOW  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 
.1/N      And  mournful  Pleafure  iing 
The  Sufferings  of  our  great  High-Prieft, 

The  Sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  finks  in  Floods  of  deep  Diftrcfs  ; 

How  high  the  Waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  Ear 
He  fends  perpetual  Cries. 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

"  Nor  hide  thy  fhining  Face  ; 
<c  Why  fhould  thy  Favourite  look  like  one 
"  Forfaken  of  thy  Grace  ? 

4  cc  With  Rage  they  perfecute  the  Man 

"  That  Groans  beneath  thy  Wound, 
"  While  for  a  Sacrifice  I  pour 
"  My  Life  upon  the  Ground. 

5  «  They  tread  my  Honour  to  the  Duft, 

u  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
"  Their  (harp  infulting  Slanders  add 
*  Frefli  Anguifh  to  my  Pain,  "   6  All 


P  S  A  L  M    LXIX.  133 

6  M  All  my  Reproach  is  known  to  Thee, 

44  The  Scandal  and  the  Shame  ; 
44  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  Heart, 
44  And  Lies  defil'd  my  Name, 

7  "  I  look'd  for  Pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

44  My  Kindred  are  my  Grief; 
14  I  afk  my  Friends  for  Comfort  round, 
44  But  meet  with  no  Relief. 

8  "  With  Vinegar  they  mock  my  Thirft, 

44    They  give  me  Gall  for  Food  ; 
44  And  Iporting  with  my  dying  Groans, 
u  They  triumph  in  my  Blood. 

9  "  Shine  into  my  diflreffed  Soul, 

44  Let  thy  Compafiions  fave; 
44  And  though  my  Flcfh  fink  down  to  Death, 
44  Redeem  it  from  the  Grave. 

10  U  I  fhall  arife  to  praife  thy  Name, 

44  Shall  reign  in  Worlds  unknown  ; 
44  And  thy  Salvation,  O  my  God, 
44  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  Throne., 

Psalm  LXIX  Third  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Chrift's  Obedience  and  Death  ;  Or,  GOD  glorified 
and  Sinners  faved. 

1  Tj^ATHER,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  Grace, 
*Jl       I  blefs  my  Saviour's  Name, 

He  bought  Salvation  for  the  Poor, 
And  bore  the  Sinner's  Shame. 

2  His  deep  Diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  Duty  and  his  Zeal 
Fulfil'd  the  Law  which  Mortals  broke, 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  Will. 

3  His  dying  Groans,  his  living  Songs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  Gqo  Than 


134  PSALM    LXIX. 

Than  Harp  or  Trumpet's  folemn  Sound, 
Then  Goats  or  Bullocks  Blood. 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  Followers  fce5 

And  fet  their  Hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  Death  draw  near  to  Thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

5  Let  Heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  Voices  raife, 
While  Lands  and  Seas  affift  the  Sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  the  Praife. 

6  Zicn  is  thine,  naoft  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  Gates  ; 
And  Glory  purchas'd  by  his  Blood 
For  thine  own  Ijracl  waits. 

Psalm    LXIX.  Firji  Part.  Long  Metre, 
Chrift's  Pajfion  and  Sinners  Salvation. 

1  T*\EEP  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record 
jLJ)  The  deeper  Sorrows  of  our  Lord  j 
Behold  the  rifing  Billows  rool 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  Soul. 

2  In  long  Complaints  he  fpends  his  Breath, 
While  Hofts  of  Hell,  and  Powers  of  Deaths 
And  all  the  Sons  of  Malice  join 

To  execute  their  curft  Defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  PowV  and  Love 
Has  made  the  Curfe  a  Blefiing  prove  \ 
Thofe  dreadful  Sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  Sins  which  we  have  done^ 

4  The  Pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  Honours  of  thy  Lav/  reftor'd  : 
His  Sorrows  made  thy  Juftice  known, 
And  paid  for  Follies  not  his  own. 

*  O  for  his  Sake  our  Guilt  forgive, 

And  let  the  mourning  Sinjier  live  :  The 


PSALM    LXIX.  135 

The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  Name, 

Nor  (hall  our  Hope  be  turn'd  to  Shame. 
Psalm  LXlX.AVr.7,  &c.  2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 
ChrifTj  Sufferings  arid  Zeal. 

1  '  *  r^WAS  for  thy  Sake,  eternal  God, 

ji        Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  Load 
Of  bafe  Reproach  and  fore  Difgrace, 
And  Shame  defil'd  his  facred  Face. 

2  The  Jews  his  Brethren  and  his  Kin, 
AbusM  the  Man  thai  check'd  their  Sin  : 
While  he  fuifil'd  thy  ho!y  Laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  Caufe. 

3  [My  Father  s  Houfe^  faid  he,  was  made 
A  Place  for  Worjhip^  not  for  Trade  ; 
Then  fcattering  all  their  Gold  and  Brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  Merchants  from  the  Place.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  Temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  Life,  expos'd  his  Blood  : 
Reproaches  at  thy  Glory  thrown 

He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 

5  [His  Friends  forfook,  his  Followers  fled, 
While  Foes  and  Arms  furround  his  Head  ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fland'rous  Tongue, 
And  the  falfe  Judge  maintains  the  Wrong.] 

6  His  Life  they  load  with  hateful  Lies, 
And  charge  his  Lips  with  Blafphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhame/ul  Tree  } 
There  hung  the  Man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  [Wretches  with  Hearts  as  hard  as  Stones 
infults  his  Piety  and  Groans  \ 

Gall  was  the  Food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  Thirlt  with  Vinegar.] 

8  But  Gob  beheld  ;  and  from  his  Throne 
Marks  out  the  Men  that  hate  is  Son  s       The 


136  PSALM    LXXI. 

The  Hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Shall  pour  the  Vengeance  on  their  Head. 

Psalm  LXXI.  5—9  Fir/}  Part. 
The  Aged  Sinner  s  Rejicclion  and  Hope. 

1  TV/TY  God,  my  everlafting  Hope, 
jL\jL     I  live  upon  thy  Truth  ; 

Thine  Hands  have  held  my  Childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  Youth. 

2  My  Flefti  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  Pow'r, 

With  all  thefe  Limbs  of  mine  : 
And  from  my  Mother's  painful  Hour 
Fve  been  intirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  Life  new  Wonders  feen 

Repeated  ev'ry  Year  ; 
Behold  my  Days  that  yet  remain, 
I  truft  them  to  thy  C^are. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  Strength  declines, 

When  hoary  Hairs  arife  -, 
And  round  me  let  thy  Glory  fhine, 
When'er  thy  Servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  Hiftory  of  my  Age, 

When  Men  review  my  Days, 
They'll  read  thy  Love  in  ev'ry  Page, 
In  ev'ry  Line  thy  Prake. 
Psalm  LXXI.  15,14,16,23,22,24.  2d  Part. 
Chrift  our  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs \ 

1  TV /TY  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
lVI     When  I  begin  thy  Praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  Numbers  end, 

The  Numbers  of  thy  Grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlafting  Truft, 

Thy  Goodnefs  I  adore  ; 
And  fmce  I  knew  thy  Graces  firft 

I  fpeak  thy  Glories  more.  3   My 


PSALM    LXXI.  137 

3  My  FfeQt  fi^ll  travel  all  the  Length 

Of  the  ecleftial  Road, 
And  march  with  Courage  in  thy  Strength 
To  fee  my  Father-GoD. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  Diftrefs 

For  fome  furprizing   Sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  Righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  Thine. 

5  How  will   rhy    Lips  rejoice   to  tell 

The  Victories    of  my  King  ! 
My  Soul  redeem'd  from  Sin  and  Hell 
Shall   thy  Salvation  fing. 

6  [My  Tongue  (hall  all  the  Day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  Death  has  brought  my  Foes  to  Shame, 
And  drown'd  them  in  His  Blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  Powers  ; 

With  this  Delightful   Song 
Til  entertain  the  darkeft  Hours, 
Nor  think  the  Seafon   long.] 
P  5   a  l  m     LXXI.      17—21.  T'nrd  Pari. 
The  aged  Chrijiians  Prayer  and  Song  ;  or,  Old  Age •, 
Deaths   and  the  Rtfurretlion. 

1  /^OD  of  my  Childhood,  and  my  Youth, 
VJT     The  Guide  of  all  my  Daysj 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  Truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  Ways. 

2  XVilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  Hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  Heart  ? 
Who  (hall   fuitain  my  finking  Years 
If  God  my  Strength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  Power  and  Truth  proclaim 

To  the  furviving   Age, 
And  leave  a  Saviour  of  thy  Name 

When  I  (halt  quit  the  Stage.  4  Th<* 


,38  PSALM    LXXII. 

4  The  Land  of  Silence  and  of  Death 

Attends  my  next  Remove  ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  Remains  of  Breath 
Teach  the  wide  World  thy  Love  ! 
Pause. 

5  Thy  Righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  Deeds  ; 
Thy  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
And  all  my  Praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  Threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  Grief  : 
But  when  thy  Hand  has  preft  me  fore, 
Thy  Grace  was  my  Relief, 

7  By  long  Experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov'reign  Pow'r  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  Command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  Grave. 

8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  Duft, 

My  Flefh  (hall  be  thy  Care  ; 
Thefe  withering  Limbs  with  thee  I  truft 
To  raife  them  flrong  and  fair. 

Psalm  LXXII.   Firft  Part. 

The  Kingdom  of  Chrift. 

i    /^REAT  God,  whofe  univerfal  Sway 
VJ  The  known  and  unknown  Worlds  obey, 
Now  gave  the  Kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  Power,  exalt  his  Throne. 

2  Thy  Sceptre  well  becomes  his  Hands, 
All  Heaven  fubmits  to  his  Commands  ; 
His  Juftice  fhall  avenge  the  Poor, 
And  Pride  and  Rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  Power  he  vindicates  the  Juft, 

And  treads  th'  Oppreflbr  in  the  Duft  $         His 


1 

1 


PSALM    LXXIL  139 

His  Worfhip  and  his  Fear  fhall  Lift, 
Till  Hours, and  Years, and   \  ime  be  pad, 

j.  As  Rain  on  Meadows  newly  mown, 
So  (hall  he  lend  his  Influence  down  : 
His  Grace  on  fainting  Souk  diflils, 
"Like  heavenly  Dew  on  thirfty  Hills* 

;  The  Heathen  Lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  Shades  of  overfpreading  Death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  Light, 
And  Defarts  bloflom  at  the  Sight. 

i  The  Saints  fliall  flourifh  in  his  Days, 
Dreft  in  the  Robes  of  Joy  and  Praife  ; 
Peace  like  a  River  from  his  Throne 
Shall  flow  to  Nations  yet  unknown. 

Psalm  LXXIL  Saond  Pan. 

Chrift'j  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles* 

1  lESUS  (hall  reign  wherc-e'er  the  Sun 
J      Does  his  fucceffive  Journeys  run  ; 
His  Kingdom  ft  retch  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Moons  fliali  wax. and  wane  no  more, 

2  [Behold  the  Iflands  with  their  Kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  Tribute  brings  ; 
From  North  to  South  the  Princes  meet 
To  pay  their  Homage  at  his  Feet. 

{  There  Perfia,  glories  to  behold, 
There  India  iliines  in  Eaflern  Gold  ; 
And  barbarous  Nations  at  h:s  Word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Loi 

For  him  (hall  endlefs  Pray'r  be  m 
And  Praiics  throng  to  crown  his  He:. 

His  Name  like  fweet  Perfume  (hall  rife 
With  every  Morning  Sacrifice, 

G  5  I\ 


i4o  P  S  A  L  M    LXXIII. 

5  People  and  Realms  of  every  1 

Dwell  on  his  Love  with  fwecteft  ^ong  ; 
And  Infant-Voices  fli^tll  proclaim 
Their  early  Blefiings  on  li is  Name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where-e'er  he  re  i 
The  Prifoner  leaps  to  Ibfy  his  Chjtyja 
The  Weary  find  eternal  Reftj 
And  all  the  Sons  of  Want  are  blcfr. 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  Power, 
Death  and  the  Curfc  are  known  no  more  j 
In  him  the  Tribes  of  Adam  boait 

More  Bleflmqs  than  their  Father  loft. 

8  Let  every  Creature  rife  and  bring, 
Peculiar  Honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  deicend  with  Songs  again, 
And  Earth  repeat  the  \ongAmen.] 

Psalm  LXXIII.  Firji  Part,  Common  Metre, 
Ajfflitted  Saints  happy,  and  prosperous  Sinners  curfech 

1  ^TfOW  Pm  convine'd,  the  Lord  is  kind 
Jl\        To  Men  of  Heart  fincere, 
Yet  once  my  foolifh  Thoughts  repin'd, 

And  border'd  on  Defpair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  Wicked  thrive, 

And  fpoke  with  angry  Breath, 
w  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  Death  ! 

3  "  With  well  fed  Flefh  and  haughty  Eyes 

"  They  lay  their  Fears  to  fleep  ; 
"  Againft  the  Heavens  their  Slanders  rife, 
"  While  Saints  in  Silence  weep. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

"  And  cleanfe  my  Heart  in  vain  ; 
c<  For  I  am  chaften'd  all  the  Day, 

«  The  Night  renews  my  Pain,"        5  Yet 


it 


PSALM    LXXI1I.  Hi 

e  Yet  while  my  Tongue  indulg'4  Complaints, 
I   felt  my  Heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  mall  thus  offend  nts, 

"  And  grieve  the  Men  I  love. ' 

6  But  ftill  I  found  my  Doubts  too  hard, 
The  Conflict  too  fevcre, 
'Till  [  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  Word, 
And  learn  thy  Secrets  there. 

There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  Glafs, 

I  faw  the  Sinner's  Feet 
High  mounted  on  a  flippery  Place 

Befide  a  fiery  Pit. 

8  I  heard  the  Wretch  proafnely  boaft, 
'  Fill  at  thy  Frown  he  fell ; 
His  Honours  in  a  Dream  were  loft. 
And  he  awakes  in    Hell. 

g  Lord,  what  an  envious  Fool  I  was  ! 
How  like  a  thoughtlefs  Beaft  ! 
Thus  to  fufpect  thy  promis'd  Grace, 
And  think  the  Wicked  bleft. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  Defpair, 
Upheld  by  Power  unknown  : 
That  bleffed  Hand  that  broke  the  Snare 
Shall  g;uide  me  to  thy  Throne. 
Psalm  LXXIII.  23-28.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre, 

*  GOD  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter. 

I     {~*  OD,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope, 
VJ     My  Help  tor  ever  near, 
Thine  Arm  of  Mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  iu  Defpair. 

%  Thy  Counfels,  Lord,  mail  guide  my  Feet 
Through  this  dark  Wildernefs  ; 
Thine  Hand  conduct  me  near  thy  Seat* 
To  dwell  before  thy  Face,  G  2        3 


142  PSALM    LXXIIL 

3  Were  I  in  Heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  Joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilft  this  Earth  is  my  Abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Ther . 

4  What  if  the  Springs  of  Life  were  broke, 

And  Flefh  and  Heart  fhould  faint, 
God  is  my  Soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

5  Behold  the  Sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  Preience  die  ; 
Not  all  the  Idol  Gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  Thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  ; 
My  Tongue  (hall  found  thy  Works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  World  my  Joy. 

Psalm  LX  XIII.  22,  3,  6,  1 7—20.  Long  Metre. 
The    Profpcrity  of  Sinners  curfed. 

I    T    ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  was  I, 
\  j     to  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine 
To  fee  the  Wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  Pride  and  Robes  of  Honour  ftiine. 

%  But,  O  their  End,  their  dreadful  End  ! 
Thy  San&uary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flippery  Rocks  I  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fiery  Billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  Eyes, 
Till  thqy  plunge  de^p  in  endlefs  Pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  Joys  how  fall  thy  flee  ! 
Juft  like  a  Dream  when  Man  awakes ; 
Their  Songs  of  fofteft  Harmony 

Are  but  a  Preface  to  their  Plagues.        5  Now 


PSALM  LXXIII.  143 

5  Now  I  cfteem  their  Mirth  and  Wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  Blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  Life,  my  Portion,  and  my  God. 

Psalm     LXXIII.     Short  Metre 
77>£  My  fiery  of  Providence  unfolded. 

1  CURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
^     Nor  is  Religion  vain  ; 

Tho'  Men  of  Vice  may  boait  aloud, 
And  Men  of  Grace  complain. 

2  I  iaw  the  Wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  Heart  repine, 
While  haughty  Fools  with  fcornful  Eyes, 
In  Robes  of  Honour  ihine. 

3  [Pamper'd  with  wanton  Eafe, 

Their  Flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  Wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  Seas, 
And  grows  without  their  Care. 

4  Free  from  the- Plagues  and  Pains 

'1  hat  pious  Souls  endure, 
Thro'  all  their  Life  OpprefTion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  Poor. 

5  Their  impious  Tongues  blafpheme 

The  everlafting  God  : 
Their  Malice  blaite  the  good  Man's  Name, 
And  fpreads  their  Lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  Tears 

Indulg'd  my  Doubts  to  rife  ; 
"  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
"  The  Things  below  the  Skies  ?  J 

7  The  Tumult  of  my  Thought 

Held  me  in  hard  Sufpence, 
Till  to  thy  Houfe  my  Feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  Juflice  thence.      C  ^  T    • 


J44  PSALM     LXXIV. 

8  Thy  Word  with  Light  and  Power, 

Did  my  miilalce  amend  ; 
I  view'd  the  Sinners  Lite  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  End. 

9  On  what  a  flippery  Steep 

The  thoughtless  Wretches  go  ; 
And  O  that  dreadful  frery  Deep 
That  waits  their  Fall  below  ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  Feet  I  bow, 

My  Thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
I  call  my  God  my  Portion  now, 
And  all  mv  Pow'rs  are  thine. 
P  S  ALU  LXXIV. 
TbeCkurcbPleading  witbGOD  under  for ePerfecution. 
i    \  X  I  ILL  God  for  ever  call  us  off  ! 
VV       His  Wrath  for  ever  fmoak 
Againft  the  People  of  his  Love, 
His  little  chofen  Flock  ? 
1  Think  of  the  Tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  Blood  -, 
Nor  let  thy  Slcn  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  Glory  flood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  Feet,  and  march  in  hafle, 

Aloud  our  Ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  Wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  Walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  Churches  pray'd  and  fang 

Thy  Fees  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  Gates  their  Enfigns  hang, 
Sad  Tokens  of  their  Power. 

5  How  are  the  Seats  of  Worfhip  broke  ? 

They  tear  the  Buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  Stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  Renown.  6  With 


PSALM    LXXIV.  145 

6  With  Flame  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  Children  in  their  Neft  ; 
Cov:<  Lt  us  bio  n  at  or.ee  ^  they  cry, 
The  Temple  and  the  Priejl. 

7  And  ftill  to  heighten  our  Diftr 

Thy  Prefence  is  withdrawn  \ 
Thy  wonted  Signs  of  Power  znd  Grace, 
Thy  Power  and  Grace  arc  gone. 

8  No  Prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  Woes, 

But  all  the  Seers  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  Soul  amongft  us  knows 
The  Time  of  thy  Return. 
Pause. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  lottg, 

Shall  Men  of  Pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  Saints  be  made  their  endlefs  Song, 
And  bear  immortal  Shame. 

10  Canft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  Name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  Jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-frold  thine  Hand  ? 

1 1  What  ftraage  Deliv'rance  haft  thou  fhov/n 

In  Ages  long  before, 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore, 

*I2  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  Sea 
By  thy  refiftlefs  Might, 
To  make  thy  Tribes  a  wopdrous  Way, 
And  then  fecure  their  Flight. 

13  Is  not  the  World  of  Nature  thine, 
The  Darknefs  and  the  Day  ? 
Didft  not  thou  bid  the  Morning  fhine, 
And  mark  the  Sun  his  Way. 

G  4  14  Hath 


146  PSA  L  M  LXXV. 

14.  Hath  not  thy  Power  form'il  every  Coaft, 
And  let  the  Earth  its  Bounds, 
With  Summer's  Heat,  and  Winter's  Froft, 
In  their  perpetual  Rounds  ? 

15  And  dial]  the  Sons  of  Earth  and  Duft 
That  facred  Power  blafpheme  ? 

Will  not  thy  Hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  Name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  Covenant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  Words  of  Love  ; 
Nor  let  the  Birds  of  Prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  mournnig  Dove. 

17  Our  Foes  would  triumph  in  our  Blood, 

And  Take  our  Hope  their  Jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  Caule,  Almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  Children  Reft. 
Psalm    LXXV. 
Power  and  Government  from  GOD  alone. 
Apply'd    to    the    glorious  Revolution   by    King 
William,   or  the  happy  Acceflion  of  King 
George  to  the  Throne. 

1  T*0  Thee,  moft  Holy,  and  moft  High, 

JL      To  Thee  we  bring  our  thankful  Praife  ; 
Thy  Works  declare  thy  Name  is  nigh, 
Thy  Works  of  Wonder  and  of  Grace. 

2  Britain  was  doom'd  to  be  a  S^ave, 

Ker  Frame  diffolv'd  ;  her  Fears  were  great ; 
When  God  a  new  Supporter  gave, 
To  bear  the  Pillars  of  the  State. 

3  He  from  thy  Hand  received  his  Crown, 
And  fwear  to  rule  by  wholefome  Laws  ; 
His  Foot  (hall  tread  th'  Opprtflor  down, 
His  Arm  defend  the  righteous  Caufe, 

4  Let 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVL  147 

4  Let  haughty  Sir  dc, 
Nor  lift  ib  high  tin  fill  Head  5 
But  lay  tlu-ir  foolifh  Thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  King  that  God  hath  made. 

5  Such  Honours  never  come  by  Chance, 
Nor  do  the  Winds  Promotion  blow  ; 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  Nq  vain  Pretence  to  royal  Birth 
Shall  fix  a  Tyrant  on  the  Throne  ; 
God,  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  Earth, 
Will  rile,  and  make  his  Juflice  known. 

7  [His  Hand   holds  out  the  dreadful  Cup, 
Of  Vengeance  mix'd  with  various  Plagues, 
To  make  the  Wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wii  lg  out,  and  taile  the  bitter  Dregs. 

8  Now  mail  the  Lord  exalt  the  Juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  Proud, 
And  lays  their  Glory  in  the  Durt, 
My  Lips  Avail  fing  his  Praife  aloud; 

Psalm     LXXVL, 

Ifrael y^V5  and  the  Afiyrians  dejlroyd\  or  GOD's 

Vengeance  o.gamjl  his  Enemies  proceeds  from  his 
Church, 

1  * TN  Judah  God  of  Old   was  known  \ 

X      Hi:  Name  in  Ijrael  great  ; 
In  Salem  flood  his  holy   Throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  Seat. 

2  Among  the  Praifes  of  hii  Saints, 

Kis  Dwc  re  he  chofe^ 

There  he  x^cciv'd  their  jail  Complaints, 
haughty  Foes, 
G  5  3  £rop 


h8  p  s  a  l  m    lxxvi. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  Word, 

And  broke  thatthreatning  Spear  ; 
The  Bow,  the  Arrows,  and  the  Sword, 
And  crufh'd  th'  Myrian  War. 

4  What  are  the  Earth's  wide  Kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  Hills  of  Prey  ? 
The  Hill  on  which  "Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Zions  King  that  ftopp'd  the  Breath 

Of  Captains  and  their  Bands  : 
The  Men  of  Might  flept  faft  in  Death, 
And  never  found  their  Hands. 

6  At  thy  Rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  Horfe  and  Chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Rod? 
Thy  Vengeance  who  can  tell  r 

7  What  Power  can  ftand  before  thy  Sight 

When  once  thy  Wrath  appears  ? 
WhenHeaven  fhines  round  with  dreadful  Light* 
The  Earth  lies  ftill  and  fears. 

8  When  God  in  his  own  fovereign  Ways 

.  Comes  down  to  fave  th'  Oppreft, 
The  Wrath  of  Man  fhall  work  his  Praife* 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  Tribute  bring, 

Ye  Princes  fear  his  Frown  : 
His  Terrors  (hake  the  proudeft  King, 
And  cuts  an  Army  down. 

JO  The  Thunder  of  his  (harp  Rebuke 
Our  haughty  Foes  /hall  feel  ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zign  ftill  .] 

Psalm 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVJI. 
Psalm     LXXVII.  Firfi  Part. 
Melancholy  ajjaultingy  and  Hope  prevailing. 
\   'HT^O  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  Voice, 
X        I  fought  his  gracious  Ear, 
In  the  fad  Day,  when  Tioubles  rofe, 
And  fnTd  the  Night  with  Fear. 

,  Sad  were  my  Days,  and  dark  my  Nights, 
My  Soul  refus'd  Relief  ; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  Juft  and  Wife, 
But  Thoughts  increas'd  my  Grief. 

Still  I  complain'd,  and  frill  oppreft, 

My  Heart  began  tc  break  ; 
Mv  God,  thy  Wrath  forbid  my  Reft, 

And  kept  my  Eyes  awake. 
My  o/erwhelming  Sorrows  grew, 

'Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 

And  call'd  thy  Judgments  o'er. 

I  call'd  back  Years  and  ancient  Times 

When  I  beheld  thy  Face ; 
My  Spirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  Crimes 
That  might  with-hold  thy  Grace. 

I  call'd  thy  Mercies  to  my  Mind, 

Which  I  enjoy  \1  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ; 

His  Face  appear  no  more  ? 

Will  he  forever  caft  me  off? 

His  Promife  ever  fail  r 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  LoVc  ? 

Shall  Anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  Thought, 

This  dark,  defpairing  Frame, 
Remembering  what  thy  Hand  hath  wrought  ; 

Thy  Hand  is  full  vhe  lame,  -    9  Vii 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVIL 

-)  I'll  thinly  again  of  all  thy  Ways, 
Ar.il  talk  thy  Wonders  o 
Thy  Wonders  of  recov'ring  Grace, 
ien  Flefh  could  hope  no  more. 

so  Grace  dwelt  with  Juftice  on  the  Throne ; 
And  Men  that  love  thy  Wowi, 
Have  in  thy  Sanctuary  known 
The  Counfcls  of  the  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXVII.  Second  Part. 

toiv'dfrom  antient  Providence  •,  or,  Ifrael 

deliver  d from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan. 

1  "  00w  awful  is  thy  chaiVning  Rod; 

il   "  (May  thy  own  Children  fay) 
*c  The  Great,  the  Wife,  the  dreadful  God  ! 
u  How  holy  is  his  Way  ! 

2  Fll  meditate  his  Works  of  old  ; 

The  Xing  that  reigns  above, 
I'll  heir  his  ancient  Wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  Love. 

3  Long  did  the  Houfe  of  Jofepb  lie 

With  Egypt's  Yoke  oppreft ; 
Long  he  delay 'd  to  hear  their  CryD 
Nor  gave  his  People  Reft. 

4  The  Sons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 

Abandcn'd  to  their  Foes  ; 
But  his  Almighty  Arm  redeem'd 
The  Nation  that  he  chofe. 

5  Ifrael  his  People  and  his  Sheep 

Muft  follow  when  he  calls  ; 
He  bid  them  venture  thro'  the  Deep, 
And  made  the  Waves  their  Walls. 

6  The  Waters  faw  Thee,  mighty  Gqd7 

The  Waters  faw  Thee  come  \  Back- 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVIII.  rSi 

Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  Hood, 
To  make  thine  Armies  Room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  Journey  through  the  Sea, 

Thy  Footfteps,  Lord,  unknown; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  Way 
That  brings  thy  Mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  Voice  with  Terror  in  the  Sound 

Thro'  Clouds  and  Darknefs  broke  ; 
All  Heav'n  in  Lightning  fhone  around, 
And  Earth   with  Thunder  (hook. 

9  Thine  Arrows  thro'  the  Skies  were  hurl'd, 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprize  and  Trembling  feiz'd  the  World, 
And  his  cwn  Saints  ador'd. 

ro  He  gave  them  Water  from  the  Rock  ; 
And  fafe  by  Mofes   Hand 
Thro'  a  dry  Defart  led  his  Flock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  Land.] 

Psalm  LXXVIII.  Firji  Part. 

Providence  of  GOD  recorded  \   or ,  pious  Education 
and  Injh uft ion  of  Children. 

1  1  "    ET  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds 
JL*  Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  Years  we  law, 

h     And  which  our  Bathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  Glories  known  ; 

His  Works  of  Pov/er  and  Grace  \ 
And  we'll  convey  his  Wonders  down 
Through  every  riling  Race. 

3  Our  Lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  Sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  Generations  yet  unborn 

iy  teach  them  to  their  Heirs.        4  Thu« 


i$t  PSALM    LXXV1II. 

4  Thus  fhall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  Hope  lecure'y  (lands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  Works, 
Hut  pradtiie  his  Commands. 
Psalm     LXXVili.     Second  Part. 
Ifrael's  RebeliUn  and  Punt  foment  \  or,  Ihe  Sins  end 
CbaJlifemenU  oj  GOD'*  People. 

1  /^\    What  a  itiff  i.belhous  Houie 
V_/  Was  Jacob's  ancient  Race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  mod  folemn  Vows, 

And  to  their  Maker's  Grace. 

2  They  broke  the  Cov'nant  of  his  Love, 

And  did  his  Laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  Works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  Pow'r  before  their  Eyes. 

3  They  faw  the  Plagues  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  revenging  Hand  : 
What  dreadful  Tokens  oi  his  Might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftubborn  Land. 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  Sea, 

And  march'd  with  Safety  through, 
With  watry  Walls  to  guard  their  Way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  Foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  Pillar  mark'd  the  Road, 

Compos'd  of  Shade  and  Light ; 
By  Day  it  prov'd  a  {helt'ring  Cloud, 
A  leading  Fire  by  Night. 

6  He  from  the  Rock  their  Thirft  fupply'd  ; 

The  gufhing  Waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  Rivers  by  their  Side, 
A  conftant  Miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  mod  H  gh, 

and  dar'd  diftrufl  his  Hand  j 

Can 


P  S  J  L  M    LXXVIII.  153 

M  Can  he  with  Bread  our  Ho/tfuppfy 

"  /hiidjr  this  Dcfart  Land-"  ' 

%  The  Lord  with  Indignation  heard, 
And  Ciius'd  his  Wrath  to  flame  : 
His  Terrors  ever  itand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  Name. 

P  s   A   L   M     LXXVIII.   Second  Part. 
The  Pumflmcnt  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  ;  or, 

Chajiifcment  and  Salvation, 
ITT7HEN  IJrael  fins ,  the  Lord  reproves, 
V  V       And  rills  their  Hearts  with  Dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  Men  he  loves, 
And  fends  them  heavenly  Bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  Hand, 

And  made  his  Trcafure.s  known  ; 
He  gave  the  Midnight-Clouds  Command 
To  pour  Provifion  down. 

3  The  Manna  like  a  Morning  Show'r 

Lay  thick  around  their  Feet  \ 
The  Corn  of  Heaven,  fo  light,  fo  pure  ', 
As  tho'  'twere  Angels  Meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  Language  faid, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  Feaft  ; 
•'  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  Bread  ; 
-"  We  muft  have  Flcfh  to  lafte.. 

5  "  Yejhall  have  Fkjh  to  pleafe  your  Lujl? 

The  Lord  in  Wrath  rcply'd, 
And  fent  them  Quails  like^and  or  Duft, 
Heap'd  up  from  Side  to  Side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  Defire ; 

And -greedy  as  they  fed, 
H.s  Vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  Fire, 
And  imote  the  Rebels  dead. 

7  When 


*54  P  S  A  L  M    LXXViil. 

7  When  fome  were  (lain  the  reft  returned, 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  Tears  ; 
Under  the  Rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  Fears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  fiill  forgave, 

Till  by  his  gracious  Hand 
The  Nation  he  r'efolv'd  to  fuve 
Poliels ;d  tile  promised  Land. 

Psalm  LXXVI1I.  Vcr.  32,  cifc.  Fourth  Part. 

Backfliding  and  Forgivenefs  ;  or,  Sin  punijVd  and 
Saints  faved. 

1  A^REAT  Gcd,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
VJT  By  turns  thine  Anger,  and  thy  Love  ? 
There  is  a  Glafs  our  Hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  "Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  Wonders  God  had  wrought  ! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  Face, 
Nor  fear  his  Power,  nor  truft  his  Grace. 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  their  Years  in  Pain, 
And  made  their  Travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  March  through  unknown  Ways 
Wore  out  their  Strength,and  fpent  their  Days, 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  Brethren  (lain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  > 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  Prayers  and  Vows  before  him  raife 
As  flattering  Words  or  folemn  Lies, 
While  their  rebellious  Tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  Cov'nant  and  his  Love. 

6  Yet  did  his  fov'reign  Grace  forgive 

The  Men  who  not  deferv'd  to  live  }  His 


PSALM    LXXX.  15s 

His  Anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  Flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  Flefh  was  weak  and  fraii, 
He  law  Temptations  ftill  prevail  5 
The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  Hill, 

Psalm  LXXX. 

Th:  Church's  Prayer  under  Affliclion  ;  or,  The  Vine- 
yard of  GOD  wafted. 

1  f~^  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael 

VJ  Who  didft  between  the  Cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  Tribes,  thy  chofen  Sheep, 
Safe  through  the  Defart  and  the  Deep  : 

2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  Defart  now, 
Shine  from  0:1  high,  and  guide  us  thro' ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  fWh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  Hofts  obey, 
How  long  fhall  we  lament  and  prav  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  Return  ? 
How  long  (hall  thy-fierce  Anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  Wine  and  chearful  Bread 
Thy  Saints  with  their  own  Tears  are  fed  j 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 

We  (hall  be  fav'd  and  figK  no  more". 
Pause     1. 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  Hands 
A  lovely  Vine  in  Heathen  Lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  Power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  Dews  enrich  the  Ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  Tranches  (hoot, 
And  blefs  the  Nations  with  the  Fruit  ; 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 

1  hy  mourning  Vine,  that  lovely  Tree, '         7 


i56  PSALM  LXXXI. 

7  Why  is  its  Beauty  thus  defac'd  ; 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  Fence ;  wafte  ? 
Strangers  and  Foes  again  ft  her  join, 
And  every  Bead:  devours  the  Vine. 

8  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  Vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  Love  rtftore, 
We  fhall  befav'd  and  figh  no  more, 

Pause  LI. 

9  Lord,  when  this  Vine  in  Canaan  grew. 
Thou  waft  its  Strength  and  Glory  too  ! 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  Foes, 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  Promife  r ofe. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  (hoot 
From  David's  Stock,  from  Jacob's  Root  j 
Himfelf  a  noble  Vine,  and  wre 

The  lefler  Branches  of  the  Tree  : 

1 1  'Tis  thy  own  Son  -,  and  he  fhall  ftand 
Gist  with  thy  Strength  at  thy  Right  hand ; 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  Power  and  Grace  above  the  reft. 

12  O  !  for  his  fake  attend  our  Cry, 
Shine  on  thy  Churches  left  they  die  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm  LXXXI.  i,8— 16. 

The  Warning  of  GOD  to  his  People  ;  or  Spiritual 


Blejpngs  and  Pumjhment 

ING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
And  make  a  joyful  Noife; 
God  is  our  Strength,  our  Saviour  Got)  ; 
Let  7/r^/hear  his  Voice. 


s 


"  From 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXXII.  157 

"  From  vile   Idolatry 

"  Preferve  my  Wcrfhip  clean  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  who  fet  thee  free 

"  From  Slavery  and  Sin. 

"  Stretch  thy  Defires  abroad, 

"  And  I'll  fupply  them  well  ; 
u  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  God, 

"  If  Jfrael  will  rebel  ; 

"  I'll  leave  them,  faith  tRe  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  Lufts  a  Prey, 
u  And  Jet  them  run  the  dangerous  Road, 

'Tis  their  own  chofen  Way. 

5  Yet  O  !  that  all  my  Saints 

Would  hearken  to  my  Voice  ! 
c*  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  Complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  Hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy  their  Foes, 

"   Td  richly  feed  my  Flock, 
And  they  {hall  tafte  the  Stream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock," 

Psalm  LXXXII. 

GOD  the  fupr 'erne  Governor ;  or,  Mngijirates  warned* 

1  \   MONG  th'  Atlemblies  of  tne  Great 
jl\   A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  Seat  • 
J'he  God  of  Heaven  as  Judge  furveys 
Thofe  Gods  on  Earth  and  all  their  Ways. 

2  ,Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicfaed  Laws  ? 

Or  why  iupport  th'  unrighteous  Caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  Poor, 
That  Sinners  vex  the  Saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  : 
Dark  are  the  Ways  in  which  they  go  ; 

Their 


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158  P  S  A  L  M    LXXXI1L 

Their  Name  of  earthly  Gods  is  vain, 
For  they  ihall  fall  and  die  like  Men, 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
PofTefs  his  univerfal  Throne, 
And  rule  the  Nations  with  his  Rod  -y 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  He  our  God. 

Psalm     LXXXIII. 

A  Complaint  againjl  Perfecutors. 

i     A  ND  will  the  God  of  Grace 
jljL     Perpetual  Silence  keep  ? 
The  God  of  Juftice  hold  his  Peace, 
And  let  his  Vengeance  fleep  ? 

2  Behold  whatcurfed  Snares 

The  Men  of  Mifchief  fpreaH  : 
The  Men  that  hate  thy  Saints  and  Thee 
Lift  up  their  thrcat'ning  Head, 

3  Agaihft  thy  hidden  Ones 

Their  Counfels  they  employ, 
And  Malice  with  her  watchful  Ey? 
Purfues  them  to  deflroy. 

4  The  Noble  and  the  Bafe 

Into  thy  Paftures  leap  ; 
The  Lion  and  the  ftupid  Afs 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  Sheep. 

5  "  Come,  let  us  join  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  Ground, 
"  Till  not  the  Name  of  Saints  remain, 
"  Nor  Mem'ry  fhall  be  found," 

6  Awake,  Almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  Wrath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them  like  Forreih  to  the  Fire, 
Or  Stubble  to  the  Wind. 


Con- 


PSALM    LXXXLV.  159 

7  Convince  their  Madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  Name  ; 
Or  elfc  their  ftubborn  Rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  Shame. 

8  Then  fhall  the  Nations  know 

That  glorious  dreadful  Word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  Name  alone, 
And  thou  the  Sovereign  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.  firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 
The  Pleafure  of  Pub  lick  Worjhip. 

I    TTOW  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
jLJL  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  thy  Dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  Den  re  my  Spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  Attemblies  of  thy  Saints. 

My  Flcfh  would  reft  in  thine  Abode, 
My  panting  Heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  fhould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  Joys  and  Thee  ? 

3  The  Sparrow  chufes  where  to  reft. 
And  for  her  Young  provides  her  Neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  Sparrows  grant,. 
That  Pleafure  which  his  Children  want  ! 
Bleft  are  the  Saints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefty  -, 
Thy  hrighteft  Glories  fhine  above, 
And  all  their  Work  is  Praife  and  Love. 

Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  find  a  Place 
Within  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  Rays, 
And  feek  thy  Face,  and  learn  thy  Praife. 

Bleft  are  the  Men  whofe  Hearts  are  fct 

To  find  the  Way  to  Z/Ws  Gate ; 

God  is  their  Strength  ;  and  thro*  the  Road 

They  lean  upon  their  Helper  God.  7 


160  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

7  Chearful  they  walk  with  growing  Strength, 
'Till  all  fhall  meet  in  Heaven  at  length, 
'Till  all  before  thy  Face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  Worfhip  there. 

Psalm    LXXXIV.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
GOD  and  his  Churchy  or,  Grace  and  Cn 

1  f^  REAT  God,  attend  wrhile  Z'wn  fings 
VJT   The  Joy  that  from  thy  Prefence  fprings  ; 
To  fpend  one  Day  with  Thee  on  Earth 
Exceeds  a  thouland  Days  of  Mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  Place 
Within  thy  Houfe,  O  God  of  Grace, 
Not  Tents  of  Eafe,  nor  Thrcnes  of  Power 
Should  tempt  my  Feet  to  leave  thy  Door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  Day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  Way 
From  all  th'  Affaults  of  Hell  and  Sin, 
From  Foes  without  and  Foes  within. 

4  All  needful  Grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  Grace  with  Glory  too  ! 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  with-holds 
No  real  Good  from  upright  Souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whofe  fovereign  Sway 
The  glorious  Hofts  of  Heaven  obey, 
And  Devils  at  thy  Prefence  flee, 

Bleft  is  the  Man  that  trufts  in  thee. 
Psalm    LXXXIV.  Ver.  i,  4,2,  3,  10. 
Paraph ras'd  in  Common  Metre. 
Delight  in  Ordinances  of  Wcrjhip  ;  or,  GOD  prefent 

in    his  Churches. 
1   Ti  yT  Y  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place 
1VX   To  which  thy  God  reforts  ! 
'Tis  Heaven  to  fee  his  fmiling  Face, 
Tho'  in  his  earthly  Courts  *  2  Thf  re 


T  S  A  L  M    LXXXLV.  161 

There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  Skies 

His  laving  Pow'r  difplays, 
And  Light  breaks  in  upon  our  Eyes, 

With  kind  and  quickning  Rays. 

With  his  rich  Gifts  the  heavenly  Dove, 

Dcfcends  and  iills  the  Place, 
While  Ct.  i  1  reveals  his  wond'rous  Love, 

And  lheds  abroad  his  Grace. 

.  There,  mighty  God,  thy  Words  declare 
i'h:  Secrets  of  thy  Will  ; 
And  i r ill  we  feek  thy  Mercies  there, 
And  fmg  thy  Praifcs  flill. 
Pause. 
5  My  Heart  and  Flefh  cry  out  for  thee, 
While  far  from  thine  Abode  ; 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  Courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

The  Sparrow  builds  herfclf  a  Neft, 

And  fuffers  no  Remove  ; 
O  make  mc  like  the  Sparrows,  bJeft, 

To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

To  fet  one  Day  beneath  thine  Eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  Voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  Eternity 

Employed  in  carnal  Joys. 

8  *Lord,  at  thy  Threfhold  I  would  wait 
While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  Throne  of  State, 
Or  live  in  Tents  of  Sin. 

Could  I  command  the  fpacious  Land, 

And  the  more  boundlefs  Sea, 
For  one  blcft  Hour  at  thy  Right-hand 

I'd  give  them  both  away. 

Psalm 


i6i  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.  As  the  14.8th  Pfiim. 
Longing  for  the  Houfe  cf GOD. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  Worlds  above, 
I  ^   How  pleafant  and  how  fair 

The  Dwellings  of  thy  Love, 
Thy  earthly  Temples  are. 

To  thine  abode 

My  Heart  afpires 

With  warm  Defires 

To  fee  my  God. 

2  The  Sparrow  for  her  Young 
With  Pleafure  fecks  a  Neft, 
And  wand'ring  Swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  Reft  j 

My  Spirit  faints 
With  equal  Zeal 
To  rife  and  dwell 
Among  thy  Saints. 

3  O  happy  Souls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  Men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  Service  there  ! 

They  praife  thee  ftill  s 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  Way 
To  Zimfs  Hill. 

4  They  go  from  Strength  to  Strength, 
Thro'  this  dark  Vale  of  Tears, 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

'Till  each  in  Heav'n  appears  > 
O  glorious  Seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  Feet  ! 

Pausi. 


PSALM    LXXXV.  iOj 

Pause. 

5  To  fpcnd  one  facred  Day 
Where  Gop  and  Saints  abide  * 
Affords  diviner  Joy 

Than  thoufand  Days  befide, 
Where  God  reforts 
1  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  Door 
Than  fhine  in  Courts. 

6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  Light  and  our  Defence  ; 
With  Gifts  his  Hands  are  fi'l'd, 
We  drew  our  Bleffings  thence  ; 

He  {hall  beftow 
On  Jacob" $  Race 
.  Peculiar  Grace 
And  Glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  People  loves  $ 
His  Hand  no  Good  witji-holds 
From  thofe  his  Heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  Souls  : 

Thrice  happy  he,  , 
O  God  of  Hofts, 
Whofe  Spirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 
Psalm  LXXX V.  Ver.'  1—8.  FirJiT'. 
Waiting  'for  an  Anfwer  to  Prayer  ;    or,  1    . 

h  ance  begun  and  tempi  rated. 

I   '  ;    ORD,  thou  haftcalj'd  thy  Grace  to  Mind, 
JL/  Thou  haft  rcvers'd  our  heavy  Doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Ifrael  firm  d, 
And  brought  his  wandring  Captives  h 
Thou  haft  begun  to  fet 
An  I  made  thy  rierceft  Wrath  abate  :* 
Is'ow  let  our  Hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  Salvation  be  compl  H  j 


164.  PSALM  LXXXW 

3  Revive  our  dying  Graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  Saints  in  thee  rejoii 

Make  known  thy  Truth,  fulfil  thy  Word  : 
We  wait  for  Praife  to  tune  our  Voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  ; 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  People  Peace  : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 
Left  his  returning  Wrath  increafe. 

Psalm  LXXXV.    Ver.  9,  &c.  Second  Part. 

Salvation  by  Chrift. 


'S' 


The  Souls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  Grace  defcending  from  on  high 
Frefh  Hopes  of  Glory  (hall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  Truth  on  Earth  are  met, 
SinceChrift  theLord  came  down  fromHeaven  ! 
By  his  Obedience  fo  compleat 

Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  Peace  is  given. 

3  Now  Truth  and  Honour  (hall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  Earth  again, 

And  heavenly  Influence  blefs  the  Ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  Reign. 

4.  His  Righteoufnefs  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  Accefs  to  God  ; 
Our  wand'ring  Feet  fhall  ft  ray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  Steps,  and  keep  the  Road. 

Psalm     LXXXVI.     Ver,  8-  -13. 
A  general  Song  of  Praife  to  GOD. 
I      A  MONG  the  Princes,    earthly  Gods, 
jt\.     There's  none  hath  Power  divine  5 
Nor  is  their  Nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Ncr  are  their  Works  like  thine. 

2  The 


PSALM    LXXXVIL  165 

2  The  Nations,  thou  haft  made,  {hall  bring 

Th^ir  Offerings  round  thy  Throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wondrous  Things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk:  with  holy  Feet  ; 

Teach  me  thine  heavenly  Ways, 
And  my  poor  fcatter'd  Thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  Praiie. 

4  Great  is  thy  Mercy,  and  my  Tongue 

Shall  thofe  fweet  Wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  Grace  my  finking  Soul 
Rofe  from  the  Deeps  of  Heil. 
Psalm   LXXXVIL 

TJ?e  Church  the  Birth  Place  of  the   Saints  ;  or  Jews 
and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrijlian  Church. 

1  f~^  OD  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays 
vj  Foundations  for  his  heavenly  Praife  , 
He  likes  the  Tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  ftill  in  Sion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  Mercy  vifits  eveffjr  Houft 

That  pay  their  Night  and  Morning  Vows  ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Stay 
Where  Churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

|j  What- Glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  ? 
\yhat  Wonders  are  of  Si  en  told   ? 
Thou  City  of  our  God  below, 
Thy  Fame  (hall  Tyre  and  Egyty  know. 

Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  GV,  7:  and    Jew^ 
Shall  there  begin  their  I  '  iew  : 

Angels  rnd  Men  fhall  join  to  fmg 
The  Hill  where  Living-waters  fpring. 

When  God  makes  up  his  laft  Account 
Of  Natives  in  his  holy  Mount, 

H  2  T 


PSALM    LXXXIX. 


'Twill  be  an  Honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourifh'd  there  ! 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  Fir/}  Part.  Long  Metre. 
TbeCove?iant  made  with  ChriJ]\  or,  The  true  David • 

i    TT^OR  ever  fhall  my  Song  record 

JF       The  Truth  and  Mercy  of  the  Lord  : 
Mercy  and  Truth  for  ever  ftand 
Like*  Heaven  eftablifli'd  by  his  Hand. 
a  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fvvare,  and  feid, 

With  thee  my  Covenant  firft  is  made  i 

In  thee  fnall  dying  Sinners  live  j 

Glory  and  Grace  are  thine  to  give. 

Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieft  ; 

Thy  Children  (hall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

Thou  art  my  chofen  King  :  Thy   Throne 

Shall  ftand  eternal  liice  my  own. 

There's  none  of  all  my  Sons  above 
So  much  my  Image  or  my  Love  ! 
Celeftial  Powers  thy  Subjects  are, 
Thrn  what  can  Earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

David,  my  Servant,  whom  I  chofe, 
To  guard  my  Fleck,  to  crufh  my  Foes, 
And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewijh  Throne, 
Was  but  a  Shadow  of  my  Son. 

6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fing, 
ytfus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angels  his  heavenly  Wonders  {how, 
And  Saints  declare  his  Works  below. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  Faithfulnefs  of  GOD. 


'M 


Y  never-ceafing  Song  (hall  {how 
The  Mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 


And 


PSALM    LXXXFX. 

And  make  fucceeding  Ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  \Vord. 

2  The  facrcd  Truths  his  Lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  Heaven  endure  ; 
Ai.d  if  he  fpeak  a  Promife  once, 
'Th  eternal  Grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  Race  cf  David  held 

The  promio'd  Jewijh  Throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  Covenant   feai'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  Seed  for  ever  fhali  poffefs 

A  Throne  above  tiie  Skies  ; 
The  meaneft  Subject  of  his  Grace 
Shall  to  that  Glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  of  Hofts,  thy  wondrous  Ways 

Are  fung  by  Saints  above  ; 
And  Saints  on  Earth  their  Honours  raifc 

To  thy  unchanging  Love. 
Psalm   LXXXlX.  j+ffc.  Second  Part. 
The  Power   and  Alaje/iy  of  GOD  ;  or,  Reverential 
Worjhip. 

1  T  T  7ITH  Reverence  let  the  Saints  appear, 

VV     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  Commands  with  Reverence  hear. 
And  tremble  at  his  Word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  Glories  be  f 

How  bright  thine  Armies  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  Power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  Truth  comp^'d  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  Pole  and  Southern  relt 

Oil  thy  fupporting  Hand  ; 
Darknefs   and  Dav  from  EaJ}  to  /' 
Move  round  at  thy  Cobun 
H  3 


168  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

4  Thv  Words  the  raging  Wind  <ontroul, 

And  rule  the  boii'ltrous  ])tq>  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  Billows  roll, 
The  rolling  Billows  deep. 

5  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Air,  and  Sea  are  thine, 

And  the  Dark  World -of  Hell  ; 
Hew  did  thine  Arm  in  Vengeance  fhine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel  ! 

6  Juftice  and  Judgment  are  thy  Throne, 

Yet  v  ondrous  is  thy  Grace  : 
While   Truth  and  Mercv  join'd  in  one, 
invite  us  near  thy  Face. 

P  s  a  l  m  LXXXIX.    15,  &c.  Third  Part. 

A  Blejjed  Gofpel. 

1  \j  LEST  arc  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know 
X3  The  Gcipcl's  joyful  Sound  ! 

Ptace.  fhail  attend  the  Path  they  go, 
And  Light  their  Steps  furround. 

2  Their  Joy  fhall  hear  their  Spirits  up 

Thro  their  Redeemer's  Name  , 
His  Rignteoufnefs  exalts  their  Hope, 
Nor  Satarrtares  condemn. 

3  The  LoW  our  Glory  and  Defence 

Strength  and  Salvation  gives  : 
Ifraelj  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 
Psalm   LXXXIX.  19,^.  Fourth  Part. 
Chrift's  Mediatorial  Kingdom  ;   or.  Wis  divine    and 
human  Nature. 

1  T  T^  ^R  w^at  l^e  k01^  ,n  Vifion  fa^> 
And  made  his  Mercy  known  : 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  Help  is  laid 
"   On  my  Almighty  Son. 

2  Behold 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXXIX.  160 

2  Behold  the  Man  my  Wifdom  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  Race   : 
His  Head  my  holy  Oil  o'erflow 
The  Spirit  of  my  Grace. 

3  High  (hall  h.  Throne, 

My  People's  better  K. 
My  Arm  (ball  beat  his  Rivals  dpwn. 

And  ft  ill  new  Subjects  b; , 

4  My  Truth  (hall  guard  him  in  his  Way 

With  Mercy  by  ;. 
While  in  my  Name  zhro1  Earth  and  Sea 
He  (hall  in   Triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He  fliall  for  ever  own, 
•  Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  i'll  fapport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft-born  Son  array'd  in  Grace, 

At  my  Right-hand  (nail  fit  ; 
Beneath  him  Angels  know  their  Place, 
And  Monarchs  at  his  Feet. 

7  My  Covenant  ftands  for  ever  fa'ft, ' 

My  Promifes  are  ftrong  *, 
Firm  as  the  Heavens  his  Throne  fliall  laft, 
His  Seed  endure  as  long. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  30,  fcfe.    Fifth  I 
The  Covenant  of  Grace  unchangeable  \  or,  Affil 

without  Rejection* 

1  V^ET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  Race, 

X        The  Children  or  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  Laws,  abuie  my  Grace, 
And  tempi  mine  Anger  down. 

2  Their  Sins  I'll  viiit  with  the  Rod, 

And  make  their  Folly  (mart  \ 

H  4.  But 


x7o  PSALM     LXXXIX, 

But  IT]  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  Truth  depart. 

[y  Covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
But  keep  my  Grace  in  Mind  ; 
And  what  eternal   Love  hath  fpoke, 
rnal  Truth  {hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  iworn,  (I  need  no  more) 
And  pledg'd  mv  Holinefs, 

feal  the  iacred  Promife  fure 
To  David  and  his  Race. 

Phc  Sun  (hall  fee  his  Offspring  rife 

And  fpread  from  Sea  to  Sea, 
Lon*  as  he  travels  round  the  Skie« 
To  give  the  Nations  Day. 

6  Sure  as  the  Moon  that  rules  the  Night 
His  Kingdom  fhall  endure, 
Till  the  nVd  Laws  of  Shade  and  Light 
Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  47,  &c.  Sixth  Part. 

Long  Metre. 
Mortality  end  Hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalra. 

1  Ty  Emember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State, 

XV  How  frail  our  Life,  how  fhort  the  Date  ! 

rre  is  rhe  Man  that  draws  his  Breath 
Safe  from  Dife&fe,  fecurefrom  Death  ? 

2  Lord  while  we  fee  whole  Nations  die, 
Our  Flefh  and  Senfe  repine  and  cry, 

"  Muft  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ! 
<;  Or  halt  thou  made  Mankind  in  vain  ln 

3  Where  is  thy  Promife  to  the  Juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  Servants  turn'd  to  Duft  ? 

J  But 


1  L  M    LXXXIX.  17: 

th  forbids  thefe  mournful 
And  fees  the  fleeping  Dull:  arifc. 

4  That  glorious  Hour,  that  dreadful  Day 

And  clears  :  Word  : 

Awake  our  Souls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

P  s   A   L   M  LXXXIX.   47.  &P«    Lajl  Part.   As 

the   1  iyh  PfaJm. 

Lifej  Death,  ami  the  Refurreftion. 

1  /,npsFI!NK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  Man  ; 

JL    How  few  his  Hours  !  how  (hort  his  Span  ! 
Short  from  the  Cradle  to  the  Grave  : 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  Breath 
.     Againft  the  bold  Demands  of  Death 
With  Skill  to  fly,  or  Power  to  fave  ? 

2  Lord,  (hall  it  be  for  ever  faid, 

"  The  Race  of  Man  was  only  made 

u   For  Sicknefs,  Sorrow,  and  ftic  Duft  "? 
Are  not  thy  Servants  Day  by.  Dav 
Sent  to  their  Graves,  and  turned  (o  Clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  Kindnefs  to  the  Juft  ? 

thou  not  prorrus'd  to  thy  Son, 
Anl  all  his  See.?  a  heavenly  Cro 

But  Flcfh  and  Senfe  indulge  Defpair  5 
forever  bieiied  be  the  Lord, 
That  Faith  can  read  his  holy  Word, 

And  find  a  Rcfurredtion  ^therc. 

For  ever  bleiTed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  Saints  a  long  Rev 

For  all  their  Toil,  Reproach  and  P 
Let  ail  below,  and  all  above, 
join  to-proclaim  thy  wondrous  L 
each  repeat  their  loud 


H5 


ALM 


PSALM    XC. 
Psalm  XC.     Long  Metre. 
Mm  Mortal^  and  GOD  Eternal. 
A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral, 

1  ^T^HRO'  every  Age,  eternal  God, 

jL        Thou  art  our  Reft,  our  fafe  Abode  : 
High  was  thy  Throne  e'er  Keaven  was  made, 
Or  Earth  thy  humble  Foot-ftool  laid. 

2  Long  had'ft  thou  feign'd  e'er  Time  began, 
Or  Duft  was  fafhion'd  to  a  Man  ; 

And  long  thy  Kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  Earth  and  Time  fhall  be  no  more, 

3  But  Man,  weak  Man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  Guilt  and  Vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  Sentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Return^  ye  Sinners,  to  your  Duft" 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  Years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  Day  in  thine  Account, 
Like  Yefterday's  departed  Light  ; 
Or  the  laft  Watch  of  ending  Night* 

Pause. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  Stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  Life's  a  Dream  : 
An  empty  Tale  •,  a  Morning  Flow'r 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  Hour. 

6  [Our  Age  to  fevrnty  Years  is  fet  ; 

How  l'hort  the  Time  !  how  frail  the  State  ! 
And  if  to  Eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  figh,  and  groan,  than  live, 

7  But  O  how  oft  thy  Wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  oft'  our  expected  Years  ! 

Thy  Wrath  awakes  our  humble  Dread  : 
We  fear  that  Power  that  ftrikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach- 


P  S  A  L  M  XC. 

8   Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  Man  3 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  Sp 

'Till  a  wife  Care  of  Piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Th 

Psalm  XC.  1—5  Firji  Part,  Common  Metre. 

M4n  frail,  and  GOD  tUrm 

1  /^\UR  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 
\J   (Jur  Hope  for  Years  to  come, 
Our  Shelter  from  the  ftormy  Biaft, 
And  our  eternal  Home. 

2  Under  the  Shadow  of  thy  Throne 

Thy  Saints  have  dwelt  fecure  \ 
Sufficient  is  thine  Arm  alone, 
And  our  Defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  Hills  in  order  frood> 

Or  Earth  receiv'd  her  Frame, 
From  Everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  Years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  Word  commands  our-FIefh  to  Dufr, 

;:  Son?  of  Men  ; 
All  Nations  rofe  from  Earth  at  fir  ft, 
And  turn  to  Earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  Ages  in  thy  Sight 

•    Are  like  an  Evening  i:one  ; 
Short  as  the  Watch  that  ends  the  Night 
Before  the  rifing  Sun. 

6  [The  bufy  Tribes  of  Flofii  and  Blood 

With  all  their  Lives  and  Cs 

Are  carried  downwards  by  the  Flood, 
And  loll  in  following  V 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  Stream, 

They 


i7+  PSALM    XC. 

They  fly,  forgotten,   as  a  Dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  Day. 
8   Like  flow'ry  Fields  the  Nations  ftand 
Pleas'd  with  the  Morning  Light  ; 
I  he  Flowers  beneath  the  Mower's  Hand 
Lie  withering  e'er  'tis.  Night.] 

:  3D,  our  Help  in  Ages  pajj, 
Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come, 

).u  our  Guard  while  Trouble's  laft, 
tid  our  eternal  Home. 

L   M  XC.  8,  i'i,   2,  io,  12.  Second  Pari. 
Common  Metre. 

i  and  Mortality  the  Ejfett  of  Sin  ;  or  Life> 
and  Preparation  for  Death. 

LORD,  if  thine  Eyes  furvey  our  Faults, 
And  Juftice  grows  fevere, 
dreadful  Wrath  exceeds  our  Thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  Fear. 

->   Thine  Anger  turns  our  Frame  to  Duft  \ 
By  one  Offence  to  thee, 
Adam.)  with  all  his  Sons,  have  loft 
Their  Immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  Amufement  flies, 

A  Fable  or  a  Song; 
By  fv/ift  Degrees  our  Nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  Joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  Days  amount 

To  threefcore  Years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  Account 
Is  Sorrow,  Toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  Vitals  with"  laborious  Strife 

c*azy  Load, 
poor  Remains  of  Life 

s  Road.]:  '6  AU 


PSALM    XC.  i7S 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  Love, 
And  not  thy  Wrath  alone  : 
O  let  our  fweet  Experience  prove 
The  Mercies  of  thy  Throne. 

>ur  Souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  Art 
T?  improve  the  Hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  wifer  Part, 
And  live  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm  XC.Vcr.  i3,&c.  Third  Part.  Com, Metre. 
Breathing  after  Heaven 

j  TJ   Etuni,  O  God  of  Love,  return  ; 
IV     Earth  is  a  tirefome  Place  : 
How  long  fhatl  we  thy  Children  mourn 
Our  Abfence  from  thy  Eace  ? 

n  Let  Heaven  iucceed  our  painful  Years, 
Let  Sin  and  Sorrow  ceafe, 
And  in  Proportion  to  our  Tears 
So  make  our  Joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  Wonders  to  thy  Servant  (how, 

Make  thy  own 'Work  complect  ; 
Then  lhall  our  Souls  thy  Glory  know, 
And  own  thy  Love  was  great. 

4  Then  lhall  we  fhine  before  thy  Throne 

-In  all  thy  Beauty,  Lord  ; 
^    And  the  poor  Service  we  have  dorie 
Meet  a  divine  Reward. 

P  s  a  l  M  CX.  Ver.  5,  10,*  12.  Short  Metre. 
The  Frailty  and  Shcrtnefs  of  Life, 


L 


ORD,  what  a  feeble  Piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  Erame  ? 
Life  how  poor  a  Trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  ddcrves  the  Name 


2  Alas, 


*76  P  S  A  L  M   XCL 

2  Alas,  the  brittle  Clay 

That  built  tor  Body  firft  ! 
And  every  Month  and  every  Day 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  Duft. 

3  OuHVloments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  Minutes  ftav  : 
Juft  like  a  Flood  our  hairy  Days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  Days  muft  fly, 

We'll  keep  tneir  Liv4  in  fight, 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  Wifdbm's  Way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  Flight. 

5  They'll  wTaft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  Life's  Tempeftuous  Sea  ; 
Soon  we  {hall  reach  the  peaceful  Shore 
Of  Weft  Eternity. 

P  s  A  L  M   XCL    1—7.  Fir/l  Part. 

Safety  in  publick  Difeafcs  and  Dangers. 
I  E  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  Gcd, 
L    Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  Abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  Day  beneath  his  Shade, 
And  there  at  Night  ihall  reft  his  Head. 

Then  will  I  fay,  "  My  God,  thy  Power 
u  Shall  be  my  Fortrels  and  my   Tower  : 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  Duft 
"  Make  thine  Almighty  Arm  my  Truft." 

Thrice  happy  Man  !  Thy  Maker's  Care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  Fowler's  Snare  5 
Satan  the  Fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  Souls  a  thoufand  Ways. 

Juft  as  a  Hen  protects  her  Brood, 
From  Birds  of  Prey  that  feek  their  Blood, 
Under  her  Feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  Arm  his  People's  Guard. 


■H1 


PSALM    XCI.  177 

5  If  burning  Benms  of  Noon  confpirc 
To  dart  a  peftilential  Fire  ; 

God  is  their  Life,  his  Wings  are  fpread 
To  (hield  them  with  an  healthful  Shade. 

6  If  Vapours  with  malignant  Breath 
Rife  thick,  and  (carter  Midnight  Death, 
IJradis  fafe  :   The  poifoned  Air 
Grows  pure,  if  If  rail's  God  be  there. 

Pause. 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  Side, 
At  thy  Right-Hand  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  People  faves 
Amongft  the  Dead,  amidit  the  Graves. 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  Angel  down 
To  make  his  Wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  Sons  ;  his  careful  Eye 
Pair,  all  the  Doors  of  "Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  Fire,  or  Plague,  or  Sword, 
Receive  Commiffion  from  the  Lord, 
To  (hike  his    Saints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  Pains  and  Deaths  are  bleft. 

10  The  Sword,  the  Peftilence,  or  Fire, 
Shall  buL  fulfil  their  bell  Defire  ; 
From  Sins  and  Sorrows -fee  them*  free, 
And  bring  thy  Children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

P  s  a  l  m  XCI.  9—16.  Part. 

Protection  from  Death,  Guard  rf Angel  and 


DM 


I    \7E  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race, 
X        ExposM  to  every  Snare, 
Com^make  the  Lord  your  Dwelling-place, 
And  try,,  and  trull  his  Care. 

2  No 


i73  P  Z>  J  L  M  XCII. 

2  No  111  fhall  enter  where  you  dwell  ; 

Or  if  the  Plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell, 
'Twill  raife  thc'Saints  on  hi^h. 

3  He'll  give  his  Angels  Charge  to  keep 

Your  Feet  in  all  rheir  Ways  ; 
To  watch  your  Pillow  while  you  fleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  Days. 

4  Their  Hands  {hall  bear  you,  leaft  you  fall 

And  dafh  againfr.  the  Stones  : 

Are  they  not  Servants  at  his  Call, 

And  lent  t'  attend  his  Sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  Lions  ye  fhall  tread  ; 

The  Tempter's  Wiles  defeat  : 
He  that  hath  broke  the  Serpent's  Head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  Feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  Love,. 

"  I'll  favc  them,  (faith  the  Lord) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  Souls  above 
"  Deftrudlion,  and  the  Sword. 

7  "  My  Grace  fhall  anfwer  when  they  call  j 

11  In  Trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
"  My  Power  fhall  help  them  when  they  fail, 
"  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Thofe  that  on  Earth  my  Name  have  known, 

"  I'll  honour  them  in  Heaven  ; 
"  There  my  Salvation  fhall  be  fhown, 
*<  And  endlefs  Life  be  given." 

Psalm  XCII.     Firji  Part. 
A  Pfabn  for  the  Lord's- Day. 
1   CWEET  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King, 
*^  To  praife  thy  Name,  give  Thanks  and  ling, 
To  fhew  thy  Love  by  Morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  Truth  at  Night,  2 


P  S  A  L  M    XCII.  i79 

r  Sweet  is  the  Day  of  facred  Reft, 

No  mortal  Cares  fhall  feize  my  Bread, 
()  may  my  Heart  in  Tunc  be  found 
Like  David's  Harp  of  folemn  Sound  ! 

3  My  Heart  fhall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  blcfs  his  Works,  and  blefs  his  Word  ; 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  how  bright  they  fhine  ! 
How  deep  thy  Counfels  !   how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raifc  their  Thoughts  %  high  ; 
Like  Brutes  they  live,  like  Brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  Grafs  they  flourifh,  'till  thy  Breath 
Blaft  them  in  everlafting  Death. 

5  But  I  (hall  (hare  a  glorious  Part 
When  Grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  Heart, 
And  frefh  Supplies  of  Joy  are  fhed 

Like  holy  Oil  to  chear  my  Head. 

6  Siji  (my  worft  Enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  Eyes  and  Ears  no  more  : 
My  inward  Foes  fhall  all  be  fLic, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  Peace  again. 

7  Then  (hall  I  fee  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  deiir'd  or  wihVd  below  ; 

And  every  Power  rind  fweet  Empdoy 
w  In  that  eternal  World  of  Joy. 
Psalm  XCII.  Ver.  12,  &c.     Second  Part. 
The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  GOD. 

1  T    ORD,  'tis  a  plcafant  Thing  to  ftand 
JL-i     In  Gardens  phi.  Hand  5 
Let  me  within  th     C 

Like  a  young  Cedar,  frelh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  Saints  in  Faith  and  Love, 
Bleft  with  thine  Influence  from  above  -y 
Nor  Lebanon  with  all  its  TV 

Yields  fuch  a  comely  Sight  as  thefc.       3  The 


i  So  P  S  A  L  M    XCIII. 

3  The  Plants  of  Grace  fhall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  Grace  mult  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  Things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  itrong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  Fruits  of  Age  they  (hew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  Gates  {hall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIII.  ift  Metre.  As  the  iooth  P/alm. 

The  Eternal  and  the  Sovereign    GOD. 

1  "ZfEHOVAH  reigns  :  He  dwells  in  Li^ht  \ 
J      Girded  with  Majefty  and  Might ; 

The  World  created  by  his  Hands 
Still  on  its  firft  Foundation  ftands. 

2  But  e'er  this  fpacious  World  was  made, 
Or  had  its  firft  Foundation  laid, 

Thy  Thrcne  eternal  Ages  flood, 
Thy  Self  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  Floods  the  angry  Nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  Rage  againfi  the  Skies  ; 
Vain  Floods,  that  aim  their  Rage  fo  high  ! 
At  thy  Rebuke  the  Billows  die. 

4  For  ever  fhall  thy  Throne  endure  ; 
Thy  Promile  f lands  for  ever  fure  ; 
And  everlafting  Holinefs    . 
Becomes  the  Dwellings  of  thy  Grace. 

Psalm  XCIII.  2dMetre.  As  the  o\d$othPfalm* 

I    '  I  *T»E  Lord  of  Glory  reigns,  he  reigns  ol  high; 
X       His  Robes  of  State  are  Strength  an^Mcjeity: 
This  wiae  Creation  rcfe  at  his  Cummand, 
Built  by  his  Word,  _nd  'itab  iih'd  by   hi*  Hand. 
Long  Hood  his  Throne  e'er  he  begin  Creati  r, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  Foundation. 

2  God 


P  S  A  L  M    XCIII.  181 

2  God  15  th'  eternal  King.     Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  Rebellions  to  confound  thv  Reign  : 
Jn  vain,  the  Storms  ;  in  vain  the  Floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  Waves  againit  the  Skies  ; 
Foaming  at  Heaven  they  rage  with  wildCom motion 
But  Heaven's  highArchcs  (corn  the  fwelling  Ocean. 

3  Ye  Tempells  rage  no  more  ;  ye  Floods  be  ftill, 
And  the  mad  World  fubmiilive  to  his  Will  : 
Built  on  his  Truth  his  Churches  mutt  ever  Hand  : 
Firm  are  his  Promifes,  and  ltrong  his  Hand  ; 
See  his  own  Sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  Foot-itool,    and  with  Fear  adore  him. 

P  s  a  l  M     XCIII.     zd  Metre. 

As  the  Old  i22d  Pfalm. 

1  'HT^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

X        And  royal  State  maintains, 
His  Head  with  awful  Glories  crown'd  ; 
Array'd  in  Robes  of  Light, 
Begirt  with  fovereign  Alight,, 
And  Rays  of  Majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  Commands 

The  World  fecurely  (lands  ; 
-     And  Skies  and  Stars  obev  thy  Word  : 
Thy  Throne  was  rix'd  on  r 
Before  the  ftarry  Sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  Kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  Croud, 

Like  Bihows  fierce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine  Empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

h\  vain  witii  angry  S 

The  flirty  Nations  ri^ht, 
And  daiii  like  Waves  againft  the  Shore, 

4  Let 


182  P  S  A  L  M    XCIV. 

4  Let  Floods  and  Nations  rage, 

And  all  their  Powers  engage, 
Let  fweUing  Tides  afiault  the  Sky  ; 
The  Terrors  of  thy  Frown 
Shall  beat  their  Madnefs  down  ; 
ThyThione  forever  Hands  on  high. 

5  Thy  Promifes  are  true. 

Thy  Grace  is  ever  new, 
There  fix'd  thy  Church  (hail  ne'er  remove  3 

Thy  Saints  with  holy  Fear 

Shall  in  thy  Courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  Love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  Stanza  to  comphat  the  Tune* 

Psalm  XCIV.   1,  2,  7,-14.  Firji  Part. 

Saints  chaffed,  and  Sinners  dejlroyed  \  or,  Injlruftivt 

Jffiithons. 

1  f~\  GOD  !  to  whom  Revenge  belongs, 
\^7     Proclaim  thy  Wrath  aloud  ; 

Let  fovereign  Power  redrefs  our  Wrongs, 
Let  Juftice  finite  the  Proud. 

2  They  fay,  u  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  ; 

When  will  the  Fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  Ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  Eyes  I 

3  He  knows  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  {hall  feel  his  Power  : 
His  Wrath  (hall  pierce  their  Souls  with  Pain 
In  fome  furprizing  Hour. 

4  But  if  thy  Saints  deferve  Rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  Rod  ;     . 
Thy  Providences,  and  thy  Book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Bleft 


P  S  A  L  M    XCIV.  183 

5  Bleft  is  the  Man  thy  Hands  chaftifV, 

And  to  his  Duty  draw  ; 
Thy  Scourges  make  thy  Children  wife 
When  they  forget  thy  Law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  Saints, 

Nor  his  own  Promife  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  Inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  Sake. 

Psalm   XCIV.  Ver.    16— 23.   Second  Pari. 

GOD  our  Support  and  Comfort  ;    or  Deliverance 
from  Temptation  and  P  erf  edition. 

1  TX/HO  will  arife  and  plead  my  Right 

VV     Agcunft  my  numerous  Foes, 
While  Earth  and  Hell  their  Force  unite* 
And  all  my  Hopes  oppofe. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 

Suftain'd  my  fainting  Head, 
My  Life  had  now  in  Silence  dwelt, 
My  Soul  amongft  the  Dead. 

3  Alas  f  my  fiding  Feet  f  I  cry'd,    .     , 

Thy  Promife  was  my  Prop  ; 
Thy  Grace  ftood'eonftant  by  my  Side, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

■4- While  Multitudes  of  mournful  Thoughts 
Within  my  Bofom  roll, 
Thy  boundlefs  Love  forgives  my  Faults, 
Thy  Comforts  chear  my  §oul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  Iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  Laws  ; 
But  God  my  Refuge  rules  the  Skies, 
He  wTill  defend  my  Caufe. 

6  Let  Malice  vent  her  Rage  aloud, 

Let  beld  BlafphemersYcoff  s  The 


1 84  PSALM    XCV. 

The  Lord  our  God  fhall  judge  the  Proud, 
And  cut  the  Sinners  oft". 

Psalm     XCV.     Common  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  before  Prayer. 

1  Q1NG  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  Name, 
O  And  in  his  Strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  Salvation  is  our  Theme, 

Exalted  be  our  Voice. 

2  With  Thanks  approach  his  awful  Sight, 

And  Pfalms  or  Honour  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  Might, 
The  whole  Creation's  King. 

3  Let  Princes  hear,  let  Angels  know, 

How  mean  their  Nature  feem, 
Thofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  Him. 

4  Earth  with  its  Caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  fpacious  Hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  Seas  what  Bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  Hills  muft  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  Souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  Face  j 
O  may  the  Creatures  of  his  Pow'r 
Be  Children  of  his  Grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  Time,  he  bends  his  Ear, 

And  waits  for  your  Requeft  ; 
Come,  leaft  he  rouze  his  Wrath,  and  fwear, 
"  Yejhall  not  fee  my  Reft. 

Psalm     XCV.     Short  Metre. 

A  Pfalm  before  Sermon. 
I    /^OME,  found  his  Praife  abroad, 
V>   And  Hymns  of  Glory  fing  : 
Jehcvah  is  the  fovereign  God, 

The  univerfal  King.  %  F 


PSALM    XCV.  185 

?.  lie  form'd  the  Deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  Sets  their  Bound  ; 
The  watry  Worlds  are  all  his  own, 

And  all  the  lolid  Ground. 

3  Come,  worfliip  at  his  Throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
\\  e  are  his -Works,  and  not  our  own  \ 
He  form'd  us  by  his  Word. 

4  To  Day  attend  his  Voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  Rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  People  of  his  Choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  Ears  refufe 

The  Language  of  his  Grace, 
And  Hearts  grow  hard  like  ftubborn  Jewsy 
That  unbelieving  Race  ; 

6  The  Lord  in  Vengeance  dreft 

Will  lift  his  Hand,  and  fwear, 
<c  You  that  defpife  my  promts  d  Re/l, 
"  Shall  have  no  Portion  there" 

Psalm  XCV.   1,1,3,6 — n.  Long  Metre. 

Canaan  lojl  thro  Unbeliefs  or,  a  Warning  to  delay- 
ing  -Sinners. 

1  /^OME  let  our  Voices  join  to  rake 
V>      A  facred  Song  of  folemn  Praife  : 

41  God  is  a  fovereign  King  ;  rehcarfe 
His  Honour  in  exalted  Verfe. 

2  Come,  let  our  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  Natures  with  his  Word, 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  Sheep 

His  Mercy  chofe,  his  Paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  Voice  to-day, 

The  Counfcls  of  his  Love  obey,  "      Nor 


186  P  S  A  L  M    XCVI. 

Nor  let  our  hardned  Hearts  renew 
The  Sins  and  Plagues  that  lfrael  knew. 

4  lfrael^  that  faw  his  Works  of  Grace 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  Face  ; 
A  faith  Ids  unbelieving  Brood, 
That  tir'd  the  Patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  die  Lord,  "  How  falfe  they  prove  ! 
u  Forget  my  Power  ;  abufe  my  Love  ; 

u  Since  they  defpife  my  Rft  1  fvuear^ 
"  Tlxeir  Feet  Jhall  never  enter  there." 

6  [Look  back,  my  Soul,  with  holy  Dread, 
And  view  thofe  antient  Rebels  dead  j  , 
Attend  the  ofFer'd  Grace  to  Day, 

Nor  lofe  the  Bleffings  by  Delay, 

7  Seize  the  kind  Promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zions  heavenly  Gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  Reft  ', 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bleft.J 

Psalm  XCVI.   i,  io,  &c.  Common  Metre, 
Christ's  firft  and  fecond  Coming. 

1  QlNG  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
*^  Ye  Tribes  of  every  Tongue  ; 
His  new  difcover'd  Grace  demands 

A  new  and  nobler  Song. 

2  Say  to  the  Nations  Jefus  reigns, 

Gcd's  own  Almighty  Son  ; 
His  Power  the  finkiiag  World  fuftains, 
And  Grace  furrounds  his  Throne. 

3  Let  Heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  Day, 

Joy  through  the  Earth  be  feen   ■ 
Let  Cities  (hine  in  bright  Array, 
And  Fields  in  ch earful  Green, 

a  Let 


PSALM   XCVI.  j87 

4  Let  an  unufual  Joy  furprize 

The  Mauds  of  the  Sea: 
Ye  Mountains  fink,  yc  Valleys  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  Way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blcfj 

The  Nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  flaew  the  Woj  I  .oufnefs, 

And  lend  his  Truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  Voice  (hall  raife  the  Dead, 

And  bid  the  World  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  Nations  dread, 
To  iee  their  Judge  appear  ? 

Psalm  XCVI.  As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Tie  GOD  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  T    ET  all  the  Earth  their  Voices  raife, 
jL^  To  fing  the  choiceft  Pfalm  of  Praife^ 

To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah^  Name  : 
His  Glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  Wonders  to  the  Nations  (how, 

And  all  his  faving  Works  proclaim. 

2  The  Heathens  know  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
The  wond'ring  Nations  read  thy  Word, 

In  Britain  is  "Jehovah  known  : 
Our  Worfhip  (hall  no  more  be  paid 
To  Gods  which  mortal  Hands  have  m: 

Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  Globe,  he  built  the  Sky, 
He  made  the  mining  Worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  compleat  in  Glory  there  : 
His  Beams  are  Majefty  and  Light  ; 
His  Beauties  how  divinely  bright  ! 

!His  Temple  how  divinely  u 


i8S  P  S  A  L  M    XCVII, 

4  Cc:nc  the  great  D.\ 

When  Earth  {hall  reel  his 

And  barbarous  Nations  fear  his  Nsii 
Then  (hall  the  Race  or  nfefs 

The  Beauty  of  his  Holim 

And  in  his  Courts  his  Grace  proclaim. 

Psalm  XCVII.  1—5.  Fuji  Part. 

Chrift  reigning  in  Heaven^  and  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  T  TK  reigns  \    the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 
X  JBL     Praife  him  in  evangelic  Strains  : 

Let  the  whole  Earth  in  Songs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  lflands  join  their  Voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  Counfels  and  unknown  ; 
But  Grace  and  Truth  fupport  his  Throne  : 
Tho/  gloomy  Clouds  his  Way  furround  : 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  Ground. 

3  In  Robes  of  Judgment*  lo,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  Earth  and  cleaves  the  Tombs ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  Fire, 

The  Mountains  melt,  the  Seas  retire. 

4  His  Enemies  with  fore  Difmay, 

Fly  from  the  Sight,  and  fhun  the  Day  ; 
Then  lift  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  oil  high, 
And  fmg,  for  your  Redemption's  nigh. 
Psalm     XCVII.  6—9.  Second  Part. 
Chrift's  Incarnation. 
I   'T^HE  LORD  is  come ;  theHeavens  proclaim! 
JL      His  Birth  ;  the  Nations  learn  his  Name  $ 
An  unknown  Star  directs  the  Road 
Of  Eajicrn  Sages  to  their  God. 

^  All  ye  bright  Armies  of  the  Skies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies : 
Angels  and  Kings  before  him  bow, 
ThOfe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below* 


PSALM    XCVII.  189 

Let  Idols  totter  to  the  Ground, 
And  their  own  Worlhippers  confound  : 
But  Judab   fhout,  but  Zion  firj 
And  Earth  confefs  her  fovercign  Kin.;. 

Psalm     XCVII.      Third  Part. 

Grace  and  Glory. 

1  '  I  VH'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  hnh 

X  O'er  all  the  Earth,  o'er  all  the  Sky  ; 
Though  Clouds  and  Darknefs  vale  his  Feet, 
His  Dwelling  is  the  Mercy-feat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  Name, 
Hate  every  Work  of  Sin  and  Shame  : 
He  guards  the  Souls  of  all  his  Friends, 
And  from  the  Snares  of  Hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  Light,  and  Joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  Saints  in  Darknefs  fown  ; 
Thofe  glorious  Seeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  Harveft  blefs  oar  Ey:s. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  Righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  Honours  of  the#Lord   ; 
None  but  the  Soul  thac  feels  his  Grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  Holinefs. 

P  sl  A  L  m  XCVII.  i,  3,5— 7,1 1.  Common  Metre* 

**     Chrift'j  Incarnation  and  the  la  ft  Jit  ignunt. 

1  ttE  1  (lands  of  the  Northern  Sea 

X       Rejoice,  the  Saviour  [signs  : 
His  Word  like  Fire  prepares  his  Way, 
And  Mountains  melt  to  Plains. 

2  His  Prefence  finks  the  proudeft  Hills, 

And  makes  the  V  allies  rife  ; 
The  humble  Soul  enjoys  his  Smiles, 
The  haughty  Sinner  dies, 

I  2  \  ft* 


i9o  PSALM    XCVIII. 

3  The  Hear'uS  his  rightful  Power  proclaim  ; 

The  Idol-Gods  around 
Fill  their  own  Worfhippers  with  Shame, 
And  totter  to  the  Ground. 

4  Adoring  Angels  at  his  Birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  fhall  he  come  to  judge  the  Earth, 
And  Angels  guard  his  Throne. 

5  His  Foes  (hall  tremble  at  his  Sight, 

And  Hills  and  Seas  retire  : 
His  Children  take  their  unknown  Flight, 
And  leave  the  World  in  Fire. 

6  The  Seeds  of  Joy  and  Glory  fown 

For  Saints  in  Darkneis  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  Worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  Harveft  bear. 

Psalm    XCVIII.   Firjl  Part. 
Praife  for  the  GofpeL 
I   'T^O  our  Almighty  Maker,  God, 
A      New  Honours  be  addrefs'd  ; 
His  great  Salvation  fhines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  Nations  bleft. 

?.  He  fpake  the  Word  to  Abraham  firfi, 
His  Truth  fulfils  his  Grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  Name  their  Truft, 
And  learn  his  Righteoufnefs. 

3  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  Tongues  ; 
And  fpread  the  Honour  of  his  Name 
In  Melody  and  Songs. 

Psal  M  XCVIII.   Second  Part. 
The  Meffiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

JOY  to  the  World  -y  the  Lord  is  come  ', 
tet  Earth  receive  her  L<^ 


P  S  A  I  M    XCIX.  i9i 

Let  every  Heart  prepare  him  Room, 
And  Heaven  and  Nature  ling. 

2  Joy  to  the  Earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  \ 

Let  Men  their  Songs  employ  ; 
WhileFields  andFloods, Rocks, Hills  andPIains, 
Repeat  the  founding  Joy. 

3  No  more  let  Sins  and  Sorrows  grow, 

Nor  Thorns  infeit   the  Ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  Bleflings  flow, 
Far  as  the  Curie  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  World  with  Truth  and  Grace, 

And  makes  the  Nations  prove 
The  Glories  of  his  Rightecufhefs, 
And  Wonders  of  his  Love. 

Psalm  XCIX.  Firjl  Part. 

ChriftV  Kingdom  and  Majejly* 

1  *  I^HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 

J.      Let  all  the  Nations  fear  ; 
Let  Sinners  tremble  at  his  Throne, 
And  Saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  Earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  Cherubs  his  Attendants  (land, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  Word. 

Of  In  Zion  is  his  Throne, 

His  Honours  are  divine, 
His  Church  (hall  make  his  Wonders  knownD    ' 
For  there  his  Glories  fhine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  Name  ! 
.How  terrible  his  Praife  ! 
Juftice  and  Truth,  and  Judgment  join 
In  all  his  Works  of  Grace. 

I  3  Psalm 


IQ2        PSALM  XCTX,  C. 

Psalm  XCIX.  Second  Phrt. 

A  H.;  COD  th  Reverence* 

i    T?X  • ->D, 

JO/     An  I  ivorihip  ;it  his  Feet  : 
His  K:>tu.^  is  all  Holinefs, 
And  Mercy  is  hi:-  Seat. 

2  When  Jjrael  was  his  Church, 

Wl  -/was  his  Pri<  ft, 

When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  £,<,v7^/ pray'd, 
He  gave  his  Pccpleileit. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  Sins  ; 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  Pace  ; 
Aid  oft  he  mad.  his  Vengeance  known 
W hen  they  abus'd  his  Gra^r. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whole  Grace  is  ftill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  Holinefs, 
And  jealcus  forh:'s  Name. 
P  s  A  L  M  C.  Firft  Metre.  A  Plain  Tranjlation. 

Praife  to  our  Creator. 

i   \7E  Nations  round  the  Earth,  rejoice 

JJL       Before  the  Lord,  your  fovereign  King  : 
Serve  him  with  chearful  Heart  and  Voice, 
With  ail  your  Tongues  his  Glory  fing. 

2   The  Lord  is  God  :  'Tis  he  alone 
Dcth  Life,  and  Breath,  and  Being  give  : 
We  are  his  Work,  and  not  our  own  -9 
The  Sheep  that  on  his  Paftures  live. 

^  Enter  his  Gates  with  Songs  of  Joy, 
With  Praifes  to  his  Courts  repair  j 
And  make  it  your  divine  Employ 
To  pay  your  Thanks  and  Honours  there. 

4  The 


PSALM    C,  CI.  '  193 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  Grace,  his  Me  rcy  lure  : 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Man  (hall  find 

His  Truth  from  Age  to  Age  endure. 

P  s  a  1.  m     C.  Second  Metre.  APcraphrafi. 

1  QlNG  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  > 
k3  L  t  e\  r.  Land  his  Name  adore  \ 
The  Britijh  Jfles  fhall  fend  theNoifc 
A-crofs  the  Ocean  to  the  Shore. 

2  Nations  attend  before  his  Throne 
With  folemn  Fear,  with  facred  Joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create    and  Hodeftroy. 

3  His  fov'reign  Power  without  our  Aid 
Made  us  of  Clay,  and  form'd  us  Men  : 
And  when  like  wand'ring  Sheep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  Fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  People,  we  his  Care, 

Our  Souls,  and  all  our  mortal  Frame  ; 
What  lafting  Honours  fhall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Mak£r,  to  thy  Name  ?  - 

5  We'll  croud  thy  Gates  with  thankful  Songs, 
High  as  the  Heaven,  our  Voices  raife  ; 
And  Earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  Tongues 
Snail  fill  thy  Courts  with  founding Pr-iife. 

T$  Wide  as  the  World  is  thy  Command, 
Vaft  as  Eternity  thy  Love  ? 
Firm  as  a  Rock  thy  Truth  muft  {land, 
When  rolling  Years  (hall  ceafetomove. 
Psalm  CI.     Long  Metre. 
The  Magijirates  P/alm. 
1    TV/I  ERC Y  and  J  udgment  are  my  Song  ; 
■iVJL     And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
I  4  My 


»9+  PSALM    CL 

My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  Thee  my  Songs  and  Vows  I  bring. 

%  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  Sword, 
I'll  take  my  Counfel  from  thv  Word, 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  heavenly  Grace 
Shall  be  the  Pattern  of  my  Ways. 

2  Let  Wifdom  all  my  Actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  : 
No  wicked  Thing  fhall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  Jealoufy. 

4  No  Sons  of  Slander,  Rage  and  Strife 
Shall  be  Companions  of  my  Life  ; 
The  haughtv  Look,  the  Heart  of  Pride 
Within  my  Doors  fhall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fcarch  the  Land  and  raife  the  Juft 
To  Pofts  of  Honour,  Wealth  and  Trull:  : 
The  Men*that  work  thy  holy  Will 
Shall  be  my  Friends  and  Favourites  ftill.J 

to  In  vain  fhall  Sinners  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  Lies    : 
And  while  the  Innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  Offender  fhan't  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  Crew  (that  factious  Band,) 
Shall  hide  their  Heads,  or  quit  the  Land  ; 
And  all  that  break  the  publick  Reft, 
Where  I  have  Power,  fhall  be  fuppreft. 

Psalm     CI.     Common  Metre. 
A  Pf aim  for  a  Majler  of  a  Family. 
F  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fing, 
And  pay  my  God  my  Vows, 
Thy  Grace  a:.d  juftice,  heavenly  King, 
leach  me  to  rule  my  Houfe. 


•o 


p  s  a  l  m  en 

2  Now  to  my  Tent,  ()  G 

And  make  thy  Servant  Wife  ; 

I'll  fuffcr  nothing  near  me  there 

That  (hall  offend  thine  Eyes. 

3  The  Man  that  doth  his  Neighbour  wrong 

By  Falfhood  or  by  Force, 
The  fcornful  Eye,  the  fiandcrous  Tongue, 

I'll  thruft  them  from  my  Doors. 
\  I'll  feek  the  Faithful  and  the  Juft, 

And  will  their  Help  enjoy  ; 
Thefe  are  the  Friends  that  i  fliall  truft, 

The  Servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  Wretch  that  deals  in  fly  Deceit 
I'll  not  endure  a  Night  ! 
The  Liar's  Tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banifh  from  my  Sight. 

.:  IT]  purge  my  Family  around,. 
And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
So  fhall  my  Houfe  be  ever  found 
A  Dwelling  fit  for  Thee;  " 

Psalm  C1I.     i, — 13,  20,  it..Fir/l  P  n. 
A    Prayer  of  the  Affli&cd. 

1  T  TEAR  me,  (3  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face, 
_  -LJL     But  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 

Haft  thou  not  built  a  Throne  of  Grace, 
To  hear  when  Sinners  cry. 

2  My  E)ays  are  wafted  like  the  Smoke 

the  Air  ; 
My  Strength  is  dry'd,  my  Heart  is  broke, 
And  finking  in  Defpair. 

3  My  Spirits  flag  like  withering  Graft 

Burnt  with  exce  "live  I  U 
In  fecret  Groans  ; 

And.  I  forget  to  eat.  )  5  +  As 


196  PSALM    CII. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  Building  s  Top, 

The  Sparrow  tells  her  Moan, 
Far  from  the  Tents  of  Joy  and  Hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  Soul  is  like  a  Wildernefs, 

Where  Beafts  of  Midnight  howl  ; 
There  the  fad  Raven  finds  her  Place, 
And  there  the  fcreaming  Owl. 

6  Dark  difrnal  Thoughts  and  boding  Fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  Breaft  ; 
While  fharp  Reproaches  wound  my  Ears, 
Nor  give  my  Spirit  Reft. 

7  My  Cup  is  mingled  with  my  Woes, 

And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  ; 
My  daily  Bread  like  Allies  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  Tafte. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  Joy 

To  Souls  that  feel  thy  Frown  ; 
Lord  'twas  thy  Hand  advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  Hand  hath  call:  me  down. 

9  My  Looks  like  wither'd  Leaves  appear  £ 

And  Life's  declining  Light 
Grows  faint  as  Evening-Shadt)ws  are 
That  vanifti  into  Night. 

io  But  Thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 
O  my  eternal  God  ; 

Ages  to  come  (hall  know  thy  Name, 
And  fpread  thy  Works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  fhew  thy  Face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  Hour  of  Grace, 
That  long  expe&ed  Day. 

12  He  hears  his  Saints,  he  knows  their  Cry, 

.rious  Ways,  Redeems 


PSALM    CII.    '  197 

Redeems  the  Prlfoncrs  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  thur  Tongues  with  Praife. 

Psalm    CII.    13 — 21.   Second  Part. 
Prayrr  heard,  and  Zion  rejiared. 

LET  Hon  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
Behold  the  promis'd  Hour  : 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  Voice^ 
And  comes  t  exalt  his  Pow'r. 

I  Her  Duft  and  Ruins  that  remain, 
Are  precious  in  our  Eyes  ; 
Thole  Ruins  fhall  be  built  again, 
And  ail  that  Duft  fhall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jeruf.]. 

And  ftand  in  Glory  there  ; 
-    Nations,  (hall  bow  before  his  Name, 
And  Kings  attend  with  Fear. 

4  He  fits  a  Sovereign  on  his  Throne, 

With  Pity  in  his  Eyes  : 
He  hear:;  the  dying:  Prifoners  groan, 
And  fees  their  Sigh    ariie, 

5  He  frees  the  Souls  condemned  to  Death, 

And  when  his  Saints  complain, 
It  (han't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  Breath 
w  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain. 

6  This  (hall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  Record, 
That  Ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truit,  and  praife  the  Lord. 
P  S  A  L  m  CII.   23 — 28.   Third  Part. 
maris  Moric  >     Chrift's Eternity  \  or,  Sains 

,  but  Chril 
1   YT  i 

A  v 

1 


198  PSALM   CIII. 

Difeafe  and  Death  at  his  Command     , 
Arreft  us?  and  cut  (hort  cur  Days. 

2  Sr^re  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  wc  pray, 
Nor  let  our  Sun  go  down  at  Noon  ; 
Thy  Years  are  one  eternal  Day, 
And  muft  thy  Children  die  fo  fo'on  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  Death  and  Grief 
This  Thought  our  Sorrow  {hall  afTwage  ; 
M  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  five  ; 

u  Ghrift  is  the  fame  thro'  every  Age. 

4  'Twas  he  this  Earth's  Foundation  laid  ; 
Heav'n  is  the  Building  of  his  Hand  ; 

This  Earth  grows  old,  thefe  Heav'ns  {hall  fade  . 
And  ail  be  chang'd  at  his  Command. 

5  The  ftarry  Curtains  of  the  Sky 
Like  Garments  {hall  he  laid  afide  : 

But  ftill  thy  Throne  ftands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  Church  for  ever  muft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  Face  thy  Church  {hall  live  ; 
And  on  thy  Throne  thy  Children  reign  ; 
This  dying  World  (hall  they  furvive, 

And  the  dead  Saints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm  CIII.  1—7.  Firji  Part.  Long  Metre, 
BUJftng  GOD  for  his  Goodnefs  to  Soul  and  Body. 

1  T?LESS,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  God, 

JO  Call  home  thy  Thoughts  that  rove  abroad,, 
Let  alL  the  Pow'rs  within  me  join- 
ill  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  divine. 

2  Blefs,    O  my  Soul,  the  God  of  Grace  ; 
His  Favours  claim  thy  higheft  Praife  : 

Why  fnc\:  c  the  Wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  !c  and  forgot  ? 

3  Ti: 


PSALM    Cin  199 

3  'Tis  He,  my  Soul,  that  fcnt  his  Son 

To  die  for  Crimes,  v;hich  thou  haft  done  : 
He  owns  the  Ranfom,  and  forgives 

The  hourly  Follies  of  our  Lives, 

4  The  Vices  of  the  Mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  Pains  that  Nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  Soul  from  Hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  Life  from  threat'ning  Graves. 

5  Our  Youth  decay'd  his  Pow'r  repairs  ; 
His  Mercy  crowns  our  growing  Years  : 
He  fatisfies  our  Mouth  with  Good, 
And  fills  our  Hopes  with  heav'nly  Food. 

6  He  fees  the  Oppreffor  and  th'  Oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  Sufferers  Reft  : 

.  But  will  his  Juftice  more  difplay 
In  the  laft  great  rewarding  Day. 

7  [His  Power  he  (hew'd  by  Mofes  Hands, 
And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  Commands  ; 
But  fent  his  Truth  and  Mercy  down 
To  all  the  Nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Power  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  Earth  adore  his  Grace  -, 
The  Gentile  with  the  yew  fhall  join 

In  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  divine. 

4P  s  a  l  m  CIII.      Second  Part.    Long  Metre, 

GOD's  gentle  Chaftifemeni  \    or,   111: 
to  bis  People. 

J  '  I  VHE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  Ways  ! 
X     How  firm  hisTruth  !  how  large  hisGracc  ! 
He  takes  his  Mercy  for  his  Throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  Glories  known. 

2   Not  half  fo  high  his  Power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  Heavens  ab 


200  PSALM    CIIL 

As  his  rich  Love  exceeds  our  Praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  Hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  Nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  Morning  from  the  Wejl> 
As  his  forgiving  Grace  removes 
The  daily  Guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How  flowly  doth  his  Wrath  arife  \ 
On  fwifter  Wings  Salvation  flies  : 
And  if  he  lets  his  Anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  Frowns  to  Pity  turn  ! 

5  Amidft  his  Wrath  Compaffion  fhincs  ^ 
His  Strokes  are  lighter  than  our  Sins  : 
And  while  his  Rod  corrects  his  Saints, 
His  Ear  indulges  their  Complaints. 

6  So  Fathers  their  young  Sons  chafh'fe, 
With  gentle  Hands  and  melting  Eyes  : 
The  Children  weep  beneath  the  Smart, 
And  move  the  Pity  of  their    Heart, 

Pause. 

j  The  mighty  God,  the  Wife  and  Juft, 
Knows  that  our  Frame  is  feeble  Duft  -> 
And  will  no  heavy  Loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  Strength  that  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  Nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  every  Wind  that  flies  ; 
Like  Grafs -we  fpring,  and  die  a-s  foon, 
Or  Morning  Flowers  that  fade  at  Noon. 

g  But  his  eternal  Love  is  fure 

To  all  the  Saints,  and  (hall  endure  : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Truth  mail  reign, 
Nor  Childrcns  Children  hope  in  vain-. 

Psalm 


PSALM    CIII.  201 

Psalm  CIII.  1—7.  Fir/1  Part.  Short  Metre. 
Praifefor  Spiritual  and  Temper al  Mercies. 

1  A^V   Blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  ! 
Vy     Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  Tongue  to  blefs  his  Namef 
Whofe  Favours  are  divine. 

2  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  ; 

Nor  let  his  Mercies  lie, 
Forgotten  in  Unthankfulnefs  ; 
And  without  Praifes  die. 

3  'Tis  He  forgives  thy  Sins, 

'Tis  He  relieves  thy  Pain, 
'Tis  He  that  heals  thy  SicknefTes, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  Life  with  Lcve, 

When  ranfom'd  from  the  Grave  ; 
He  that  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Hell 
Hath  fovereign  PowV  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  Poor  with  Good  ; 

He  gives  the  Sufferers  Reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  Proud, 
And  Juftice  for  th'  Oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  Works  and  Way? 

He  made  by  Alofes  known  ; 
But  fent  the  World  his  Truth  and  Grace 
*  By  his  beloved  Son. 

Psalm     CIII.     8—18.     Second  Part. 

Short  Metre. 
Abounding  Cjmpaifion  of  God  y  or,  Mercy  in  the 

jiiidjl  of  Judgment* 
I    ]\/TY  Soul,  repeat  his  Praife, 

JlVJL      Whofe  Mercies  are  io  great  ; 
Whofe  Anger  if  fo  flow  to  nfe3 

So  ready  to  abate.  2  God 


202  PSALM    cm 

2  GOD  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  Strokes  are  felt, 
His  Strokes  are  fewer  than  our  Crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  Guilt. 

3  High  as  the  Heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  Ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  Riches  of  his  Grace 
Our  higheft  Thought  exceed, 

4.  His  Power  fubdues  our  Sins, 
And  his  forgiving  Love 
Far  as  the  Eaji  is  from  the  Weji^ 
Doth  all  our  Guilt  remove. 

5  The  Pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  Name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  Parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  Frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  Duft, 

Scatter'd  with  every  Breath  : 
His  Anger  like  a  rifing  Wind 
Can  fend  us  fwift  to  Death. 

7  Our  Days  are  as  the  Grafs, 

Or  like  the  Morning  Flow'r  ! 
If  one  fharp  Blaft  fweep  o'er  the  Field, 
It  withers  in  an  Hour. 

8  But  thy  Compafiions,  Lord, 

To  endlefs  Years  endure  ; 
And  Children's  Children  ever  find 
Thy  Words  of  Promife  fure. 
Psalm  CIII.  19 — 22.  Third  Part.  ShortMetre. 
God's  uni v erf al  Dominion  ;  or ,  Angels  praife  the  Lord. 
I   '~TPVHE  Lord,  the  fovereign  King, 
A      Hath  fix'd  his  Throne  en  high  \ 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  World  he  rules, 

And  all  beneath  the  Sky.  2  Ye 


PSALM    CIV.  203 

2  Ye  Angels,  great  in  Might, 

And  Swift  to  do  his  Will, 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  Voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  Pleafure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  Hofts,  who  wait  ^ 

The  Orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  Churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  Praife  they  fing. 

4.  While  all  his  wondrous  Works 

Through  his  vaft  Kingdoms  fhew 
Their  Maker's  Glory,  thou,  my  Soul, 
Shall  fing  his  Graces  too.   • 

.Psalm     CIV. 
The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  1\  >TY  Soul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
1VX     When  cloth'd  in  his  celeflial  Rays 

He  in  full  Majefty  appears, 

And  like  a  Robe  his  Glory  wears. 

Note,  This  Pf aim  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  the 
Old  with  or  127  th  Pfalm,  by  adding  theje  two 
Lines  to  every  Stanza ,   (viz.) 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  What  Tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  Honour  to  his  Name  ? 

[Othenuife  it  mujt  be  fung  as  the   100th  PfahnA 

2  The  Heavens  are  for  his  Curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathom'd  Deep  he  makes  hi-.  Bed  s 
Clouds  are  his  Chariot  when  he  flies 

On  winged  Storms  a-crofs  the  Skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  Breath  infpires, 
His  Mkiifters  arc  flaming  Fires   -> 

And  iwnt  as  Thought  their  Armies  move 
To  bear  his  Vengeance  or  his  Love. 

4  The 


204  PSALM    CIV. 

4  The  World's  Foundations  by  his  Hand 
Are  pois'd  and  fhall  for  ever  itand  : 

He  binds  the  Ocean  in  his  Chain, 
Left  it  lhould  drown  the  Earth  again. 

5  When  Earth  was  covered  with  the  Flood, 
Which  high  above  the  Mountains  Rood, 

He  thunder'd  and  the  Ocean  tied, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  Bed. 

6  The  fwelling  Billows  know  their  Bound, 
And  in  their  Channels  walk?  tneir  Round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey 'd  by  fecrct  Veins, 
They  fpring  on  Hills,  and  drench  the  Plains* 

7  He  bids  the  cryftal  Fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  Valleys  as  they  go, 
Tame  Heifers  there  their  Thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  Stream  wild  Afies  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  Trees  which  fhade  the  Brink, 
The  Lark  and  Linnet  light  to  drink  \ 
Their  Songs  the  Lark  and  Linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  Silence  in  his  Praife. 

Pause     I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  Cirrern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  Earth  enriching  Show'rs  ; 
The  Grove,  the  Garden,  and  the  Field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  Bleffings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  graffy  Food  arife, 
And  gives  the  Cattle  large  Supplies  ; 
With  Htybs  for  Man  of  various  Power, 
To  nourifh  Nature,  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  Fruit  the  Vines  produce  ! 
The  Olive  yields  a  fhining  Juice  ; 

Our  Hearts  are  cheer'd  with  generous  Wine^ 
'"With  inward  Joy  our  Faces  fhine. 

12   O 


P  S  A  L  M    CIV.  205 

12  O  blefs  his  Name,  ye  Britons^  fed 
With  Nature's  chief  Supporter,  Bread  : 
While  Bread  your  vital  Strength  imparts. 
Serve  him  with  Vigour  in  your  Hearts. 

Pause.     II. 

13  Behold  the  {lately  Cedar  ftands 
Rais'd  in  the  Foreit  by  his   Hands  ; 
Birds  to  the  Boughs  for  Shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  Nefts  fecure  on  hi^h, 

14  To  craggy  Hills  afcends  the  Goat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  Mountain's  Foot 

The  feebler  Creatures  make  their  Cell  ; 
He  gives  them  Wifdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  fcts  the  Sun  his  circling  Race, 
Appoints  the  Moon  to  change  her  Face  ; 
And  when  thick  Darknefs  veils  the  Day, 
Calls  out  wild  Beafts  to  hunt  their  Prey, 

16  Fierce  Lions  lead  their  Young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  Meat  from  God  5 
But  when  the  Morning-Beams  arife, 

The  lavage  Bcaft  to  Covert  flies.  « 

p 

1 7  The  Man  to  daily  Labour  goes  ; 
The  Night  was  made  for  his  Repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  Gift,  that  fweet  Relief 
From  tirefome  Toil  and  wafting  Grief. 

*8  How  ftrange  thy  Works  !  how  great  thy  Skill ! 
And  every  Land  thy  Riches  fill  : 
Thy  Wifdom  round  the  World  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  Earth  is  full  of  Thee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  Glories  in  the  Deep, 
Where  ffiih  in  Millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wond'rous  Motions,  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  Paths  below. 

20  There 


206  P  S  A  L  M    CIV. 

20  There  Ships  divide  their  wat'ry  Way, 
And  Flocks  of  fcaly  Monfters  play  ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  fports  in  fpite  of  Man. 

Pause  III. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  Works,  Almighty  Lord, 
All  Nature  iefts  upon  thy  Word, 

And  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  ftands, 
Waiting  their  Portion  from  thy  Hands. 

22  While  each  receives  his  diff'rent  Food, 
Their  chearful  Looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  Bears,  and  Whales  -Mid  Worms 
Rejoice  and  praifein  dift'rent  Fo*.:i$. 

23  But  when  thy  Face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  Buft  return  ; 
Both  Man  and  Beaft  their  Souls  refign  : 
Life,  Breath  and  Spirit,  all  is  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  Duft  again, 
And  fill  the  World  with  Beafts  and  Men] 
A  Word  of  thy  creating  Breath 

Repairs  the  Waftes  of  Time  and  Death. 

25  His  Works,  the  Wonders  of  his  Might, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  Delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  Ways  ! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  Praife. 

26  The  Earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  Stroke, 
And  at  thy  Touch  the  Mountains  imoke  \ 
Yet  humble  Souls  may  fee  thy  Face, 

And  tell  their  Wants  to  fovereign  Grace. 

27  In  thee  my  Hopes  and  Wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  Meditations  fweet  \ 
Thy  Praifes  fhall  my  Breath  employ 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  Joy. 

28  While 


PSALM    CV.  207 

28   While  haughty  Sinners  die  aceurfl, 
Their  Glory  bury'd  with  their  Dutt, 
I  to  my  Gun,  my  heavenly  King 
Immortal  Hallelujah's  fing. 

Psalm     CV.     Abridg'd. 

God's  Conducl  0/Ufracl,  and  the  Plagues  of  Egypt. 

1  y^IVE  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Name, 
VJT     And  tell  the  World  his  Grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  Earth  his  Deeds  of  Fame, 

That  all  may  feek  his  Face. 

2  Plis  Cov'nant  which  he  kept  in  Mind 

For  num'rous  Ages  paft, 

To  num'rous  Ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  Force  fhall  laft. 

3  He  fware  to  Mr  ham  and  his  Seed, 

And  made  the  Bleffings  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  Promife  read, 
And  find  his  Truth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  Seed  (hall  make  all  Nations  bleft, 

(Said  the  Almighty  Voice)  .     , 
"  And  Canaan  %  Land  fhall  be  their  Reft, 
"  The  Typ3  of  heavenly  Joys. 

5  [How  large  the  Grant  !  how  rich  the  Grace 

To  give  them  Canaan  shandy 
4    When  they  were  Strangers  in  the  Place, 
A  little  feeble  Band  ! 

6  Like  Pilgrims  through  the  Countries  round 

Securely  they  remove  : 
And  haughty  Kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  Anointed,  and  my  Arm 

ic  Shall  focm  avenge  the  Wrong  ;  - 

"  The 


208  PSALM  CV. 

"  The  Man  that  does  my  Prophets  harm 
"  Shah  know  their  God  is  ftrong." 

8  T))en  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  : 
Ifrael  mujl  live  through  every  Age, 
And  be  tl)   Almighty  *s  Care.] 
Pause    1. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  Saints, 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 

JMofes  was  fent  at  their  Complaints, 

Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  Rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  Darknefs  :    Darknefs  came 

L;1e  an  o'erwhelming  Flood. 
He  larn'd  each  Lake  and  every  Stream 
To  Lakes  and  Streams  of  Blood. 

11  He  gave  the  Sign,  and  noifome  Files 

Thro  the  whole  Country  fpread  ; 
And  Frogs  in  croaking  Armies  rife       % 
About  the  Monarch's  Bed. 

12  Thro'  Fields  and  Towns  and  Palaces 

The  tenfold  Vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  Swarms  devour'd  their  Trees 
And  Hail  their  Cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  Angel's  Midnight  Stroke 

The  Flower  of  Egypt  Ay* &-, 
The  Strength  of  every  Houfe  was  broke* 
Their  Glory  and  their  Pride. 

14  Now  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  -, 
Ifrael  mujl  live  thro'  every  Age, 
And  be  tb\  Almighty  s    Care. 

P    A    U    S    E    II. 

15  Thus  were  theTribes  from  Bondage  brought, 

And  left  the  hated  Ground  $  Each 


PSALM    CV1.  209 

Each  fome  Egyptian  Spoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  Way, 

And  mark'd  their  Journeys  ri^ht, 
Gave  them  a  leading  Cloud  by  Day, 
A  fiery  Guide  by  Night. 

17  They  third  ;  and  Waters  from  the  Rock 

In  rich   Abundance  flow,  , 

And  following  frill  the  Courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the  Defart  through. 

j  8  O  wond'rous  Stream  !  O  blcfled  Type 
Of  ever  flowing  Grace  ! 
So  Chrijl  our  Rock   maintains  our  Life 
Thro'  all  this  Wildernefs. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th*  Almighty  Hand, 

The  chefen  Tribes  pofleft 
Canaan  the  rich,  the"  promis'd  Land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  Reft. 

20  Then  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage+ 

The  Church  renounce  her  Fear  ; 
Ifrael  mujl  live  thro    every  Age, 
And  be  th9  Almighty's   Care. 

Psalm  CVI.    1,-5.    Firji  Part. 

Praife  to  GOD  ,  or,   Communion  with  Saints* 

4I   HpO  God  the  Great,  the  Ever-bleft, 
L    Let  Songs  of  Honour  be  addreft  -y 
His  Mercy  firm  forever  ftaods  ; 
Give  him  the  Thanks  his  Love  demands. 
2  Who  knows  the  Wonders  of  thy  Ways  ? 
Who  (hall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  Praife  I 
Blcft  are  the  Souls 'that  fear  thee  ftill, 
And  pay  their  Duty  to  thy  Will. 

3  Remember 


no  PSALM  CVL 

3  Remember  what  thy  Mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  Race,  thy  chofen  Seed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  Salvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  Suppliant  of  thy  Grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  Tribes  rejeice, 

And  aid  their  Triumphs  with  my  Voice  ! 

This  is  my  Glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  Saints,  and  near  to  Thee. 

Psalm  CVI.  Second  Part.  Ver.  7,  8,  12, — 14, 
43,-48. 

Ifrael  punijb'd  and  pardon  d  ;  or,  GOD's  unchange- 
able Love. 

1  (~*\  OD  of  eternal  Love, 

VJ  How  fickle  are  our  Ways  ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  Conftancy  of  Grace  ! 

2  They  faw  thy  Wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  Praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  Works  of  Pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  Tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  Word, 

While  Rocks  and  Rivers  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  Lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  redue'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  Faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  Groans  -> 
Brought  his  own  Cov'nant  to  his  Thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  Sons. 

5  Their  Names  were  in  his  Book, 

He  fav'd  them  from  their   Foes  ; 
Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  People  that  he  chofe, 

6  Let 


PSALM    CV1I. 

i  Let  l/raeibleis  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  Race  ; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  fblemn  Word 
Amen  to  all  the  Praife. 

P   s    A   L   M      CVII.      Firft  Part. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chriftians  to  Heaven 

GIVE  Thanks  to  God  :   He  reigns  above. 
Kind  are  hLThoughts,his  Name  ibLove  : 
His  Mercy  Ages  paft  have  known, 
And  As;es  long  to  come  (hall  own. 

,  Let  the  Redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The   Wonders  of  his  Grace  record  ; 
Ifrael^  the  Nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  Foes. 

I  [When  God's  Almighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  Fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  Yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  Defart  wandring  round  ; 
A  wild  and  folitary  Ground  ! 

.  There  they  could  find  no  leading  Road, 
Nor  City  for  a  fix'd  Abode  ; 
Nor  Food,  nor  Fountain  to  affwage 
Their  burning  Thirft,  or  Hunger's  Rage.] 

;  In  their  Diftrefs  to  God  they  Cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  , 

*He  led  their  March  far  wand'ring  round  : 
'Twas  the  right  Path  to  Canaan  s  Ground. 

>  Thus  when  our  firft  Releafe»we  gain 
From  Sin's  old  Yoke,  and  Satdnfe  Chain, 
We  have  this  defart  World  to  pafs, 
A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  Place. 

'   He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  Way, 
He.  guides  our  Footfteps  left  we  ftrav,  , 

K  lie 


2iz  PSALM    CVII. 

He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  Hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  Land. 

8  O  let  the  Saints  with  Joy  record 

The  Truth  and  Goodncfs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works  !   how  kind  his  Ways  ! 
Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

Psalm     CVII.      Second  Part. 

Corrcclions  for  S;ny  and  Releafe  by  Prayer. 

1  T7ROM  Age  to  Age  exalt  his  Name, 

J/       God  and  his  Grace  are  itill  the  fame  : 
He  fills  the  hungry  Soui  with  Food, 
And  feeds  the  Poor  with  every  Good. 

2  But  if  their  Hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  Skies  ; 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  Word, 
And  flight  the  Couiifels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  Spirits  to  the  Ground, 
And  no  Deliv'rer  {hall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  Grief  they  wafh  their  Breath 
In  Darknefs  and  die  Shades  of  Death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  Light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  Shade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  Head, 

5  He  cuts  the  Bars  of  Brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  Pris'ners  thro'  ; 
Takes  off  the  Load  of  Guilt  and  Grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  Soul  Relief. 

O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 
The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works  !  how  kind  his  Ways  ! 
Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

P    S    A   L    M 


PSALM    CVIL  »ij 

Psalm     CVIL     Third  Part. 

Intemperance  tiuntflfd  and  pardon  d\   or,  A  Pfalm 
for  the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

1  T  77UN  Man  on  foolim  Pleafures  bent, 

V    Prepares  for  his  own  Punifiiment  i 

What  Pains,  what  loath fomc  Maladies 
From  Luxury  and  Lull  arife  ! 

2  The  Drunkard  feels  his  Vitals  wade  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  Health  to  pleafe  his  Taftc  5 
'Till  all  his  a&ive  Pow'rs  are  loll, 

And  fainting  Life  draws  near  the  Duft. ' 

3  The  Glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  Soul  abhors  delicious  Meat  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  Loads  opprefi: 
Would  yield  to  Death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  Sinners  fly 
To  God  for  Help  with  earned  Cry  ! 

He  hears  their  Groans,  prolongs  their  Breathy 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  Death, 

5  No  Med'cifies  could  effect  the  Cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  Aire  : 

The  deadly  Sentence  God  repeals, 
He  fends  his  fov'reign  Word,  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

%  The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  Offering  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  Love. 

Psalm     CVIL     Fourth  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Deliverance  from  Storms  and  Shipwreck  -,  or,  Tht 

Seaman**  Song. 

1   TX70ULD  you  behold  the  Works  of  God5 

W    His  Wonders  In  the  World  abroad, 

K  2  Go 


214  PSALM    CVII. 

Go  with  the  Mariners,  and  trai 
The  unknown  Regions  of  the  S( 

2  They  leave  their  native  Shores  behind, 
And  feize  the  Favour  of  the  Wind  ! 
'Till  God  command,  and  Tempefts  rife 
That  heave  the  Ocean  to  the  Skies. 

3  Now  to  the  Heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  Deeps  again   ; 
What  ftrangc  Affrights  young  Sailors  feel, 
And  like  z  ftagg'ring  Drunkard  reel   ! 

4  When  Land  is  far,  and  Death  is  ni°;h, 
Loft  to  all  Hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  Mercy  hears  the  loud  Addrefs, 
And  fends  Sa!vation  in  Diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  Winds  their  Wrath  alTwage, 
The  furious  Waves  forgot  their  Ra 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  Sailors  (mile  to  fee 

The  Haven  where  they  winYd  to  be. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

1  Thewond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  theii*  private  Offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  Church  his  Glory  fing. 

Psalm  CVII.  Fourth  Part.  Common  Metre, 

The  Mariner  s  Pfalm. 

X  ^T^HY  Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord, 
X        Thy  Wonders  in  the  Deeps, 
The  Sons  of  Courage  fhall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  Ships. 

\  At  thy  Command  the  Winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  tow'ring  Waves  !  ' 
The  Men  aftonifh'd  mount  the  Skie?, 
And  fink  in  gaping  Grave?. 

*    3  [Again 


PSALM    CVII. 

3   [Again  they  climb  the  watVy  Hills, 
And  plunge  in  Deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  Drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  Courage  vain. 

4.  Flighted  to  hear  the  Tempcft  roar, 
They  pant  with  fluttering  Breath  ; 
And  hope!  els  of  the  difrant  Shore 
Expect  immediate  Death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Cries  \ 

He  hears  the  loud  Requeft, 
And  orders  Silence  thio'  the  Skies, 
And  lays  the  Floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  Fears, 

And  fee  the  Storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  Eyes  the  Fort  appears ; 
There  let  their  Vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fate  to  Land  \ 

Let  ftupid  Mortals  know, 
That  Waves  are  under  his  Command, # 
And  all  the  Winds  that  blow.   , 

8  O  that  the  Sons  of  Men  would  praife 

The  Gcodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wond'reus  Ways 
Thy  wondVous  Love  record. 

Psalm  CVII.     Laji  Part. 

Colonics  planted  ;  or,  Nations  Jblrji  and  puiijheJ. 

A    Psalm  for  New- England. 

I   *I  Y  7HENGoD,provok'dwith  daring  Crimes, 
V  V     Scourges  the  Madncfs  of  the  Times, 
He  turns  their  Fields  to  barren  Sand, 
And  dries  the  P.ivers  from  the  La  nil «   • 

K  3  2  Kis 


«i6  PSALM    CVII. 

2  His  Word  can  raife  the  Springs  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  Mountains  green. 
Send  fhowVy  BlefBngs  from  the  Skies  y 
And  Harvefts  in  the  Defarts  rife. 

3  [Whefe  nothing  dwelt  but  Beafts  of  Prey, 
Or  Men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  Oppreit  and  Poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  Towns  and  Cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  Fields,  and  Trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  Fruit  fupplies  their  Want  ; 
Their  Race  grows  up  from  fruitful  Stocks, 
Their  Wealth  increafes  with  their  Flocks. 

^  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  Heathen  Nations  in, 
A  favage  Crew  invades  their  Lands, 
Their  Princes  .die  by  barb'rous  Hands. 

6  Their  captive  Sons,  expos'd  to  Scorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  Country  lies  unfene'd,  untuTd, 
And  Deiblation  fpreads  the  Field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  Nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  Hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  Cities  thrive^ 

d  bids  the  dying  Churches  live.] 

8  The  Pvighteous  with  a  joyful 'Senfe 
Admire  the  Works  of  providence  ; 
And  Tongues  of  Atheifts  fhall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  Saints  adore. 

4  How  few  with  pious  Care  record 

Thefe  wond'rous  Dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wife  Obfervers  itill  fhall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juit  and  kind. 

Psalm 


P  S  A  L  M    CIX,    CX.  217 

Psalm     CIX.     Vcr.   1 — 5,  31. 

Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Chrift. 

1  ^^OD  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Praiie, 
vJ     Thy  Glory  is  my  Song  ; 
Tho'  Sinners  fpeak  againft  thy  Grace 

With  a  blafpheming  Tongue. 

2  When  in  the  Form  of  mortal  Man 

Thy  Son  on  Earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  Slanders  falfe  and  vain 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  Mis'ries  his  Companion  move, 

Their  Peace  he  ftill  purfu'd  \ 
They  render  Hatred  for  his  Love, 
And  Evil  for  his  Good. 

4  Their  Malice  rag'd  without  a  Caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dying  Breath 
He  pray'd  for  Murd'rers  on  his  Crofs, 
And  bleft  his  Foes  in  Death. 

5  Lord  fhall  thy  bright  Example  fhine 

In  vain  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  Soul  a-1cin  to  thine,     , 
To  love  mine  Enemies. 

6  The  Lord  fhall  on  rny  Side  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  Name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  Pride  and  Rage", 
Who  (lander  and  condemn. 

Psalm     CX.     Fir  ft  Part,  Long  Metre. 

Chrift  exalted,  and  Multitudes  converted  ;  or ',  The 

Succefs  of  the    Go/pel 
1   'TpHUS  the  eternal  Father  fpa  ; 
X      To  ChrJji  the  Son  ;  "  Afcend 
"  At  my  Right-hand,  'till  I  fliall  m 
"  Thy  Foes fubmifnve  at  thy  Feci 

K  4  2  "  Frofo 


\S  PSALM    CX. 

"  From  Zhn  {hall  thy  Word  proceed, 

t;  Thy  Word,  the  Scepter  in  thy  Hand, 
41  Shall  make  the  Hearts  of  Rebels  bleed, 
"  Arri  bow  their  Wills  to  thy  Command. 

"  That  Day  fhall  fhew  thy  PowV  is  great, 
f  When  Saints  fhall  flock  with  willing  Minds, 
€<  And  Sinners  crowd  thy  Temple-Gate, 
"  Where  Holinefs  in  Beauty  (rimes." 

PowTer  !   O  glorious  Day  ! 
"  What  a  large  VicYry  (hall  enfue  ; 

;id  Converts,  who  thy  Grace  obey, 
<c  Exceed  the  Drops  of  Morning  Dew. 

Psalm     CX.   Second  Pait.  Long  Metre, 

The  Kingdom  and  Priejlhood  ^Chrift. 

THUS"  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea 
Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwoje  ; 
4  Eternal  fhall  thy  Priefrhood  be, 
'  And  change  from  Hand  to  Hand  no  more. 

o 

c  Aaron,  and  all  his  Sons,  muft  die  : 

'  But  everlafting  Life  k  thine, 

<  To  Lve  for  ever  thefe  that  fly 

1  For  Refuge  from,  the  Wrath  divine. 

me  Mckhifcdec  was  ma 

iting  and  Prieft  'at  once  ; 
c  And  Thou,  my  heav'nly  Prieft  {halt  plead  : 
"  And  thou,  my  King  fhalt  rule  my  Sons." 

4  Jejus  the  Prieft  afcehSs  his  Throne, 
While  Cbunfels  of  eternal  Peace, 
Bel  her  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  Honour  and  Succefs. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  Earth  his  Reign  {hall  fpre^d, 
And  crufh  the  Powers  that  dare  rebel : 
Then  fhall  he  judge  the  rifing  Dead, 

And  lead  the  guilty  World  to  Hell.      6  Tho* 


PSA  L  M    I  2 

6  Tho*  while  he  treads  his  glorious  Wav, 
He  drinks  the  Cup  of  Tears  and  Blood, 
The  Sufferings  of  that  dreadful  Day 
Shall  buL  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Psalm     CX?  Common  Metre. 

ChriiVs  King  Jim  and  Prieftbood. 

i    i^yESUS,  our  Lord  afcend  thy  Throne 
J     And  near  thy  Father  fit  > 
In  Zion  (hall  thy  Power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  Foes  fubmit. 

2  What  Wonders  (hail  thy  Gofpel  do  ! 

Thy  Convert*  fhali  furpafs 
The  numerous  Drops  of  Morning-Dew, 
And  own  thy  fovereign  Grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  Decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  fworc  ; 
"  Eternal  (hall  thy  Priefthood  be, 
c;  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  Melckifedec,  that  wend'rous  Prk 

"  That  King  of  high  Degree, 
ct  That  holy  Man  who  Abraham  lleit 
U  Was  but  a  Type  of  Thee." 

5  Jefus  our  Pried  forever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  \ 
J<fos  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  Bleffings  of  his  Love. 

6  God  (hall  exalt  his  glorious  Head, 

And  his  high  Throne  maintain, 
Shall  ftrike  the  Powers  and  Princes  dead, 
.  Vfl  .  ;  jppofe  his  Reign, 

K  5  P  s  i 


220  PSALM    CXI. 

Psalm    CXI.     Fir/}  Pert. 

The  JPiplom  of  GOD  in  his  Works. 

1  OONGS  of  immortal  Praife  belong 
^     To  my  almighty  God  ; 

He  has  my  Heart,  and  fte  my  Tongue 
To  fpread  his  Name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought  ? 

How  glorious  in  our  Sight  ! 
And  Men  in  every  Age  have  fought 
His  Wonders  with  Delight. 

3  How  moft  exact  is  Nature's  Frame  ! 

How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  Counfels  never  change  the  Scheme 
That  his  firft  Thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  Sons, 

He  fix'd  his  Cov'nant  fure : 
The  Orders  that  his  Lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  Years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  Time,  and  Earth  and  Skies, 

Thy  heav'nly  Skill  proclaim, 

What  {hall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  Name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  Pow'r  to  truft  thy  Grace, 

Is  our  divineft  Skill! 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  Race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  Will. 

P  s  A  L  M     CXI.     Second  Part. 

The  Perfections  of  GOD. 

I   (^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  Works  of  Might 
VJ     Demand  our  nobleii  Songs  \ 
Let  his  afiembled  Saints  unite 
Their  Kcrmcny  of  Tongues, 

%  Great 


PSALM    CXII.  lit 

Great  is  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  Children  Food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  Word, 
He  makes  his  Promife  good. 

His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  his  Covenant  fure» : 
Holy  and  Rev'rend  is  hib  Name, 

His  Ways  are  j nit  and  pure. 

They  that  would  grew  divinely  wife, 

Muft  with  his  Fear  begin  ; 
Our  faireft  Proof  of  Knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  Sin. 
Psalm     CXII.  ,  As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
75  t  of  the  liberal  Man. 

'HT^HAT  V  eft  who  (lands  in  Awe 

Jl        Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  Law  : 
His  Seed  on  Earih  fnall  be  renown'd  ; 
His  Houfe  the  Seat  of  Wealth  fhall  be, 
An  unexhaufted  Treafury, 

And  with  fucceffive  Honours  crown 'd. 

»  His  lib'ral  flavours  he  extends, 
To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
A  generous  Pity  fills  his  Mind  : 

Yet  what  his  Charity  imps 
He  faves  bv  Prudence  in  Affairs, 
And  thus  he's  j u it  to  all  Mankind. 

5  His  Hands,  while  /vims  befio\frJ 

His  Glory's  future  Harveft  fow'd  ; 

The  fweet  Rertiembragce  of  the  Juft 
Like  a  green  Root  revives  and  bears 
A  Train  of  BlefTings  for  his  Heir?, 

Whu  Nature  flecps  in  Duft. 

\  Refet  with  threat Y.ing  Dangers  round, 
UnmovM  {hall  he  maintain  his  Ground  ; 

Elii 


222  PSALM    CXII. 

His  Conference  holds  his  Courage  up  : 
The  Sou!  that's  fill'd  with  Virtue's  Light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  Affliction's  Night : 

And  fees  in  Darknefs  Beams  of  Hope. 
P   a   u   s   E. 

5  [111  Tidings  never  can  furprize 
His  Heart  that  fixM  on  God  relics, 

Tho'  Waves  and  Tempefts  roar  around  *. 
on  a  Rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  Shipwreck  of  his  Enemies, 

And  their  Hope  and  Glory  drown'd. 

6  The  Wicked  fhall  his  Triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  Teeth  in  Agony, 

To  find  their  Expectations  croft  : 
They  and  their  Envy,  Pride  and  Spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  Night, 

And  all  their  Names  in  Darknefs  loft,  j 

Ps^a  l  M     CXII.  Long  Metre. 

7  he  Blcjfings  cf  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

1  r  5  vHRiCE  happy  Man  who  fears  the  Lord, 

JL    Loves  hisCommands,and  trufts  his  Word  \ 
Honour  and  Peace  his  Days  attend, 
And  Bleffings  to  his  Seed  defcend. 

2  Companion  dwells  upon  his  Mind, 
To  Works  of  Mercy  ftill  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  Poor  feme  preient  Aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  Times  crow  dark,  and  Tidings  fpread 
That  fill  his  Neighbours  round  with  Dread> 
His  Heart  is  arnVd  againft  the  Fear, 

For  God  witta  all  his  Pow'r  is  there. 

a   His  Soul  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord 
Draws  heaY'flly  Courage  fro.;n  his  Word ; 

Amidft 


PSALM  CXII,  CXIII.  223 

Amidft  the  Darknefs  Light  fhall  riff, 
To  chear  his  Heart  and  blcfa  his  Eyes. 

5    He  hath  difpers'd  his  Alms  abroad, 
His  Works  are  (till  before  his  God  ; 
His  Name  on  Earth  mall  long  remain, 
While  envious  Sinners  fret  in  vain. 

Psalm  CXII.  Common  Metre. 
Liberality  rewarded, 

1  Y  TAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
XjL  And  follows  his  Commands, 
Who  lends  the  Poor  without  Reward, 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  Hands. 

2  As  Pity  dwells  within  his  Breaft 

To  all  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
So  God  fhall  anfwer  his  Requeft 
With  Blefiings  on  his  Seed. 

3  No  evil  Tidings  fhall  furprize 

His  well-eftablifh'd  Mind  ; 
His  Soul  to  God,  his  Refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his  Fears  behind. 

4  In  Times  of  general  Diftrefs 

Some  Beam:;  of  Light  fhall  mine, 
To  fhew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  give  him  Peace  divine. 

£  His  Works  of  Piety  and  Love 
Remain  befort  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  Earth  and  joys  above 
Shall  be  his  fare  Reward! 
P  s   a  L  m     CXIII.     Proper  Tune. 
The  Majcjly  and  Condefcention  of  GOD. 

l    \T&  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
X     The  Honours  of  ins  Name  rCCOrdi 
i  i  Name  for  ever  blefs ;         •  V 


214  PSALM    CXIII. 

What-e'er  the  ebtling  Sun  difplays 
His  rifing  Beams,  or  letting  Rays, 

Let  Lands  and  Seas  his  Pow'r  confefc, 

2  Not  Time,  nor  Nature's  narrow  Rounds, 
Can  give  his  vaft  Dominion  Bounds  ; 

The,Heav'ns  are  far  below  his  Height  ; 
Let  no  created  Grcatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
*  Arnrd  with  his  uncreated  Mi<rht. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  Head  to  view 
What  the  bright  Hofts  of  Angels  do, 

And  bends  his  Care  to  mortal  Things  : 
His  fovereign  Hand  exalts  the  Poor, 
He  takes  the  Needy  from  the  Door, 

And  makes  them  Company  for  Kings. 

4  When  childlefs  Families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  Bleffings  of  an  Heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiiing  Name  ; 
The  Mother  wTith  a  thankful  Voice 
Proclaims  his  Praifes  and  her  Joys  ; 
Let  every  Age  advance  his  Fame. 
Psalm     CXIII.     Long  Metre, 
GOD  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

1  *\/*E  Servants  of  th'  Almighty  King. 

JL       In  every  Age  his  Praifes  fing  \ 
Where  e'er  the  Sun  (hall  rife  or  fet, 
The  Nations  {hall  his  Praife  repeat. 

2  Above  the  Earth,  beyond  the  Sky 
Stands  his  high  Throne  of  Majeity  ; 
Nor  Time  nor  Place  his  Power  reftrain^ 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  Reign. 

3  Which  of  the  Sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  Angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  Glories  how  divinely  bright, 

Who  dwells  in  uncreated  Light  j  4  Be 


PSALM    CXIV.  225 

4.  Behold  his  Love,  he  ftoops  to  view 
What  Saints  above  and  Angels  do  ; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  Affairs  of  Men  below. 

5  From  Duft  and  Cottages  obfcuie 
His  Grace  exalts  the  Humble  Poor  ! 
Gives  them  the  Honour  of  his  Sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heav'nly  Thrones. 

6  [A  Word  of  his  creating  Voice 
Can  make  the  barren  Houfe  rejoice  : 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  Years  were  paft, 
The  promis'd  Seed  is  born  at  laif. 

7  With  Joy  the  Mother  views  her  Son, 
And  tells  the  Wonders  God  has  dene  ; 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  Senfe  defpairs  3 
If  Nature  fails  the  Promife  bears.] 

Psalm     CXIV. 

Miracles  attending  Ifrael's  Journey. 
j  "IT7HEN  Ifra'tli&eed  from  Pbaraoh'sHind, 
VV     Left  the  proud  Tyrant  and  his  Land, 
The  Tiibes  with  chearful  Homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  Throne. 

2  A-crofs  the  Deep  their  Journey  lay  ; 
The  Deep  divides  to  make  them  Way  -, 
Jordan  beheld  their  March,  and  fled 
With  backward  Current  to  his  Head. 

3  The  Mountains  fhook  like  frighted  Sheep, 
Like  Lambs  the  little  Hillocks  lecp  ! 

Nor  Sinai  on  her  Bafe  could  iland, 
Confcious  offov'reiern  Pow'r  at  Hand. 

o 

4.  What  Pow'r  could  make  the  Deep  divide  r 
n  backward  roll  his  Tide  ? 

Why 


226  PSALM    CXV. 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  Hills  ? 

And  whence  the  Fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ev>y  Mountain,  ev'ry  Flood 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifrael :  fee  him  here  ; 
Tremble  thou  Earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  Nature  mourns, 
The  Rock  to  ftanding  Pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  Fountains  at  his  Word, 
And  Fires  and  Seas  confefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXV.  Firft Metre. 

The  true  GOD  our  Refuge  ;  or,  'idolatry  reprov'd. 

I   "^JOT  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  Duit, 
-L^l    Not  to  ourfelves  is  Glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  Juft, 
Thou  only  Gracious,  Wife  and  True. 

3.  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  Name  ; 
Why  fhould  a  Heathens  haughty  Tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  Shame, 
Say,  "  Where  s  the  GODyouvefervdfo  Ung  ? 

3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  Throne 
Above  the  Clouds,  beyond  the  Ski. 
Thro'  all  the  Earth  his  Will  is  done, 

Fie  knows  our  Groans,  he  hears  our  Cries. 

4  But  the  vain  Idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  Shape's  of  Stone  and  Wood  : 
At  beft  a  mafs  of  glitt'ring  Ore, 
A  filver  Saint,  or  golden  God. 

5  [With  Eyes  and  Ears,  they  carve  their  Head  \ 
Deaf  are  their  Ears,  their  Eyes  are  blina  j 

In  vain  are  coftly  Offerings  made, 
And  Vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  Wind. 

6  Their 


PSALM    CXV.  227 

6  Their  Feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  Hands  to  fave  when  Mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  Fear  or  Love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.  J 

7  O  IfraeU  make  the  Lord  thy  Hope, 
Thy  Help,  thy  Refuge,  and  thy  Reft  ; 
The  Lord  fha'il  build  thy  Ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  People  and  the  Prieft. 

&  The  Dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  Praife, 
They  dwell  in  Silence  in  the  Grave  ; 
But  we  fhall  live  to  fing  thy  Grace, 
And  tell  the  World  thy  Pow'r  to  fave. 

Psalm    CXV.    Second  Metre.  As  the  New 
Tune  of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Pcpijh  Idolatry  reprovd. 

A  Pfalm  for  the  5th  of  November* 

1  *^TO^  t0  our  Names,  Thou  only  Juit  and  True, 
jL%J  Not  to  our  worthless  Names  is  Glory  due  : 
Thy  Power  andGrace,thy  Truth  andjuftice  claim 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  fov'reign  Name 
Shine  thro'  the  Earth  from  Heav'n  thy.bldr.  Abode, 
Nor  let  the  Heathens  fay  :  And  ic here's  jour  God  ? 

(Throne 

2  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  Court  :    There  frands   thy 
And  thro*  the  lower  Worlds  thy  Will  is  done  : 
OurGonfram'dail  thi.-E*rth,thefeHeavem>hefpreadf 

4 But  Fools  adore  the  Gods  their  1 1  e  made  ; 

The  kneeling  Croud,  with  Looks  devout  behold 
Their  Silver-Saviours,  and  their  Saints  of  Gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  Shape?  of  Eyes  and  Ears  ; 
.The  molten  Image  neither  fees  nor  hca^s  : 

Their  Hands  are  helplefs,  nor  their  Feet  can  move, 
They  have  no  Speech,  nor  Thought,  nor  Power, nor 
Yet  fotti(hMor:a!s  maketheirlongComplaint(Love : 
To  their  deaf  Idols,  and  their  movelefs  Saints. 

4  The 


228  PSALM    CXVI.      . 

4  The  Rich  have  Statues  well  adorc'd  with  Gold  ; 
The  Poor  content  with  Gods  of  coarfer  Mould, 
With  Tools  of  Iron  carve  the  fenfele^fs  Stock 
Lopt  from  a  Tree,  or  broken  from  a  Rock   : 
People  and  Pried  drive  on  the  folemn  Trade, 
And  truft  theGods  thatSaws  and  Hammers  made.] 

5  Be  Heaven  and  Earth  amaz'd  !   'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  i*  more  ftupid,  or  their  Gods,  or  they. 
O  1/raely  truft  the  Lord  :  He  hears  and  fee?, 
He  know5  thy  Sorrows  and  reftores  thy  Peace  ; 
His  Worfhip  does  a  thoufand  Comforts  yield. 
He  is  thy  Help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  Shield. 

6  O  Britain  truft  the  Lord  ;  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  Ruin  and  oppofe  his  Reign  ; ' 

Had  they  prevaii'd  Darknefs  had  clos'd  our  Days, 
And  Death  and  Silence  had  forbid  his  Praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :   Let  Songs  arife, 
And  Britain  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  Skies. 

Psalm    CXVI.    Firjl  Part. 
Recovery  from  Sicknefs. 

1  T  Love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  Cries, 
•*     And  pity'd  every  Groan, 

Long  as  I  live,  when  Troubles  rife, 
I'll  haften  to  his  Throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  :  He  bow'd  his  Ear, 

And  chas'd  my  Griefs  away  : 
O  let  my  Heart  no  more  defpair, 
When  1  have.  Breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  Flefh  declin'd,  my  Spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  Dead, 
While  inward  Pangs  and  Fears  of  Hell 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  Head. 

4  w  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  Servant  fave, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
"  Thy  Pow'r  can  refcue  from  the  Grave, 
«  Thy  Pow'r  is  all  my  Truft.  5  The 


P  S  J  L  M     CXVI.  229 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 

He  bids  my  Pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  Soul,  to  God  thy  Reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  Love. 

6  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  Tears  : 
Now  to  his  Praife  I'll  fpend  my  Breath, 

And  my  remaining  Years. 
Psalm     CXVI.  12,  &C.  Second  Part. 
Vows  mack  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  ;  or,  Publico 
Thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 

1  T T 7HAT  (hall  I  render  to  my  God 

VV       For  all  his  Kindnefs  fhown  ? 
My  Feet  fhall  vifit  thine  Abode, 
My  Songs  addrefs  thy  Throne.  . 

2  Among  the  Saints  that  fill  thine  Houfe 

My  Offerings  fhall  be  paid  ; 
There  fhall  my  Zeal  perform  the  Vows 
My  Soul  in  Anguifh  made. 

3  How  much  is  Mercy  thy  Delight, 

Thou  ever-blefied  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  Servants  in  thy  Sight  ? 
How  precious  is  their  Blood  ? 

4  How  happy  all  thy  Servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  Grace  to  me  !    . 
My  Life  which  thou  haft  made  thy  Care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  Thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  fhall  my  Purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  Hand  has  loos'd  my  Bonds  of  Pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  Love. 

5  Here  in  thy  Courts  I  leave  my  Vow, 
And  thy  rich  Grace  record  : 
Witnefs,  ye  Saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord.  Psalm 


230        P  S  A  L  M    CXVII,  CXVIH. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  GOD  from  ail  tfatiqns. 

1  /^\  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
V/  Each  with  a  different  Tongue  j 
In  every  Language  learn  his  Word, 

And  let  his  Name  be  fung. 

2  His  Mercy  ieign-s  thro'  ev'ry  Land  : 

Proclaim  his  Grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  Truth  fhall  Hand  \ 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Long  Metre. 

1  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies 
jl     Let  the  Creator's  Praife  arife  : 

Let  the  Redeemers  Name  be  fung 
Thro'  ev'ry  Land,  by  ev'ry  Tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  Mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth  attends  thy  Word  ; 

Thy  Praife  fhall  found  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Sun  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVII.    Short  Metre. 

1  ^Tp^HY  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

JL        Shall  found  thro'  diftant  Lands  : 
Great  is  thy  Grace,  and  fure  thy  Word  : 
Thy  Truth  forever  Hands. 

2  Far  be  thine  Honour  fpread, 

And  long  thy  Praife  endure, 
Till  Morning  Light  and  Evening  Shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Psalm  CXVI1I.  Firji  Part.  Ver..6— 1$. 
Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 
I  ^T^HE  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now, 
JL        Nor  is  my  Faith  afraid 
What  all  the  Sons  of  Earth  can  do, 

Since  Heav'n  affords  its  Aid.  2  ;Tis 


PSALM  CXVIII.  231 

2  'Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  Thcc, 

And  have  my  God  my  Friend, 
Than  truir  in  Men  or  high  Degree, 
And  on  their  Truth  depend. 

3  Like  Bees  my  Foes  befet  mc  round, 

A  large  and  angry  Swarm  ; 
But  I  (hall  all  their  Rage  confound 
By  thine  Almighty  Arm. 

4  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  Heart  is  ftrongj 

In  him  my  Lips  rejoice  \ 
While  his  Salvation  is  my  Song, 
How  chearful  is  my  Voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  Bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly  : 
So  burning  Thorns  with  crackTing  Sound 
Make  a  fierce  Blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  Saints  and  Peace  belongs  -, 

The  Lord  protects  their  Days ; 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  Songs 
To  his  Almighty  Grace. 

Psalm  CXVIII.    Second  Part.  Ver.   17—21. 
Publick  Praije  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  "  '    ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servant  cry, 
JL>     And  refciTd  from  the  Grave  ; 

Now  fhall  he  live  ;   (and  none  can  die, 
*      If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 

2  Thy  Praife  more  conftant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  Breath  f 

Thy  Hand  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore 
Defends  him  {till  from  Death. 

;  Open  the  Gate  of  7a  on  now, 

For  we  (hall  worihip  there,  4 

The  Houfe  >  here  all  the  Rightcou 

Thy  Mercy  to  declare.  4  Among 


232  PSALM    CXVIII. 

4  Among  th'  Ailemblies  of  thy  Saints 
Our  thankful  Voice  weraife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  Complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  CXVIII.  Third  Part.  Ver.  22,  l^ 
Chrifl  the  Foundation  of  the  Church. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  fare  Foundation  Stone 
X3     Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  our  heav'nly  Hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  Praife.  - 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  Sinners  dear, 

And  Saints  adore  the  Name, 
They  truft  their  whole  Salvation  here, 
Nor  fhall  they  fuffer  Shame. 

3  The  foolifh  Builders,  Scribe  and  Prieft, 

Reject  it  with  Difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  fhall  reft, 
And  Envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  tho'  the  Gates  of  Hell  withftood  ? 

Yet  muft  this  Building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  Work  Almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  Eyes. 

P  s  a  l  m  CXVIII.  Fourth  Part.  Ver. 24,25,26. 

Hofanna$  theLora"s-Day  ;  or,ChrifVs  Refurreftiony 

and  our  Salvation. 

1  /T*HIS  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

JL        He  calls  the  Hours  his  own  ; 

Let  Heaven  rejoice,  let  Earth  be  glad, 

And  Praife  furround  thy  Throne. 

2  To-day  he  rcfe  and  left  the  Dead  ; 

and  Satan  s  Empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  Saints  his  Triumph  fpread, 

And  all  his  Wonders  tell.  3  Hofann* 


P  S  A  L  M    CXVIIL  233 

3  Hofanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

Vo  Du;d\  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  Throne. 

4  Bleil  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  Men 

With  MeiTages  of  Grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  Name, 
To  fave  our  finful  Race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  Strains 

The  Church  on  Earth  can  raife  ; 
The  higheir.  Heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  Praife. 

Ps  al  m  CXVIII.Ver.  22-27.  Short  Metre. 

An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's-Day  ;  or,  A  new  Song 

of  Salvation  by  Chrijl. 

1  OEE  what  a  living  Stone 
*^  The  Builders  did  refufe  \ 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jezvs. 

2  The  Scribe  and  an£ry  Prieft       .     * 

Reject   thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  (hall  Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  Corner-ftone. 

3  The  Work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
*       And  wondrous  in  our  Eyes  : 

This  Day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  Day  did  Jefts  rife.  fc 

4  This  is  the  glorious  Day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice  and  fing,  and  pray, 

Let  all*  the  Church'be  glad. 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  Blood  3  Bids 


234.  PSALM  CXVIII. 

Blefs  him,  ye  Saints  he  comes  to  brinor 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  Word 

Which  all  this  Grace  difplays  \ 
And  offer  on  thine  Altar  Lord, 
Our  Sacrifice  of  Praife. 

P  s  a  l  M  CXVIII.      22 — 27.   Long  Metre. 

An  Hofannayir  the  Lord' s-Day  ;   or ,  A  new  Song vf 

Salvation  by  Chrifr. 

1  '       O  !  what  a  glorious  Corner-ftone 
1  J  The  Jewijh  Builders  did  refufe  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon, 
In  fpight  of  Envy  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  Work  is  all  divine, 
The  Joy  and  Wonder  of  our  Eyes  -, 
This  is  the  Day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  Day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  Saints  be  glad  : 
Hofannah,  let  his  Name  be  bleft  ; 
A  thoufand  Honours  on  his  Head 
With  Peace  and  Light  and  Glory  reft  ! 

4  In  God's  own  Name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  Race ; 

Let  the  whole  Church  addrefs  their  King 
With  Hearts  of  Joy,  and  Songs  of  Praife. 

Psalm    CXIX. 

[/  have  collected  and  difpofed  the  mofl  ufeful 
Verfes*  of  this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  Heads, 
and  formed  a  Divine  Song  upon  each  of  them  :  But 
the  yerfes  are  much  tranfpofed,  to  attain  fome  De- 
gree of  Connection. 

In  fome  Placcs,among  theWords  Law,Commands, 
Judgments,Teftimonies,//;^^z^^Gofpel,VVord, 

Grace, 


PSALM    CXIX.  -z3s 

Grace,  Truth,  Promifes,  life,  as  more  agreeable  to 

Sew  Tijiamenti    and  the  common  Language  of 

67.  rijlians,  and  it  equally  anfwers  the  Defign   of  the 

Pfalmift,  which  was  to  recommend  the  holy  Scripture. 

Psalm    CXIX.  Firft  Part. 

Tlie  BleJJednefs  of  Saints ,  and  Mifery  of  Sinners. 
Ver.    i,   2,  3. 
1   T)LEST  are  the  undefird  in  Heart, 
JD   Whofe  Ways   are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  Law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  Sin. 
J  Bleft  are  the  Men  that  keep  thy  Word, 
And  praclife  thy  Commands  ; 
With  their  whole  Heart  they  feek  the  LorcJ 
And  ferve  Thee  with  their  Hands. 
Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  Peace  who  love  thy  Law  5 

How  firm  their  Souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  Temptation  draw 
Their  fteady  Feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 

4  Then  {hall  my  Heart  have  inward  Joy, 

And  keep  my  Face  from  Shame, 
When  all  thy  Statutes  I  obey 
And  honour  all  thy  Name. 
Ver.  *r,    118. 

5  But  haughty  Sinners  God  will  hate, 

1  he  Proud  jha!)  die  accurft  ; 
The  Sons  of  Faifhood  andJDecut 
Are  trodden  to  the  Duft. 

6  Vile  ?.s  the  LWs  the  W  irked  are  : 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  Ways 
Shall  ice  Salvation  ft 

But  never  tafie  thy  Grace. 

L  Psalm 


t&  PSALM    CXIX. 

Psalm  CXIX.   Second  Part. 
Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  Mindcdrcjs  \  or. 
Jlani  Converfe  with  GOD. 

Ver.   147,   55. 

1  ^"T*0  thee,  before  the  dawning  Light, 

A        My  gracious  Gor>  I  pray  ; 
I  meditate  thy  Name  by  Night, 
And  keep  thy  Law  by  Day. 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  Spirit  faints  to  fee  thy  <} race, 

Thy  Prom ife  bears  me  up  : 
And  while  Salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  Word  fupports  my  Hope. 
Ver.    164. 

3  Seven  Times  a  Day  I  lift  my  Hand, 

And  pay  my  Thanks  to  Thee, 
Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  Praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 

4  When  Midnight-Darknefs  veils  the  Skies, 

I  call  thy  Works  to  mind  ; 
My  Thoughts  in  warm  Devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  Acceptance  find. 

Psalm     CXIX.      Third  Part. 

Trofejfion  of  'Sincerity,  Repentance,  and  Obedience. 

Ver.  57,  60. 
I  >TpHOU  art  my  Portion,  O  my  God  ; 
A        Soon  as  I  know  thy  Way, 
My  Heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  Word, 
And  fuffers  no  Delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 
%  I  chufe  the  Path  of  heavenly  Truth, 
And  glory  in  my  Choice  : 
Not  all  the  Riches  of  the  Earth 
Could  make  mc  fo  rejoice.  3  The 


P  S  J  L  M  cxix.  tyt 

j  TV  Teftimonies  of  thy  Grace 
I  fet  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  Strengtht 
And  there  my  Comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  Path, 

I  think  upon  my  Ways, 
Then  tarn  my  Feet  to  thy  CommandSj 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  Grace, 
Ver.  94,  114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

O  fave  thj  Servant,  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  Shield,  my  Hiding-place  ; 
My  Hope  is  in  thy  Word. 
Ver   112. 

6  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  Heart  of  mine 

Thy  Statutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  Life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  Will. 

Psalm     CXIX.  Fourth  Part. 

bifiruStion  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 

1  T  TOW  fhall  the  Young  fecure  their  Hearts* 
XTL       And  guard  their  Lives  from  Sin  j 

Thy  Word  the  choiceft  Rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  Confcience  clean. 
Ver.    130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  Mind, 

I:  fprcads  facta  Light  abroad, 
The  mcajieft  Souls  lnitruclion  find, 
And  raUie  tiicir  Thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.    105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  Sun,  a  heavenly  Light, 

Th  it  guides  us  all  the  Day  ; 
And  tmo'  the  Dangers  of  the    Night, 

A  Lamp  to  lead  our  Way.  L  %     Ver, 


238  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  99,   ico. 

4  The  Men  that  keep  thy  Law  with  Care, 

And  meditate  thy  Word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  Teachers  are 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.    104,  113. 

5  Thy  Precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

Ihate  the  Sinner's  Road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  Thoughts  that  rife, 
But  love  thy  Law  my  Gcd. 
Ver.  89,  90,  91. 

6  [The  ftarry  Heav'ns  thy  Rule  obey, 

The  Earth  maintains  her  Place  ; 
And  thefe  thy  Servants  Night  and  Day 
Thy  Skill  and  Power  exprefs. 

7  But  ftill  thy  Law  and  Gofpel,  Lord, 

Have  LefTons  more  divine  : 
Not  Earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  Word, 
Nor  Stars  fo  nobly  fhine.] 

Ver.   160,  14.0,  9,  116. 

8  Thy  Word  is  everlafting  Truth 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  Page  ! 
That  holy  Book  (hall  guide  our  Youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  Age. 

Psalm    CXIX.     Fifth  Part. 

Delight  in  Scripture  \  or,  the  Word  of  GOD  dwel- 
ling in  us. 

Ver.  97. 
3T  f*\  How  I  love  thy  holy  Law  ' 
VJ     'Tis  daily  my  Delight  ; 
And  thence  my  Meditations  draw 
Divine  Advice  by  Night. 
Ver.   148. 
t  My  waking  Eyes  prevent  the  Day 

jTo  meditate  thy  Word  :  My 


PSALM    CXIX.  239 

My  Soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  Gol'pei,  Lord. 
Ver.   3,    13,   54.. 
3  How  doth  thy  Word  my  Heart  engage  ? 
How  wcii  employ  my  Tongue, 
And  In  my  tirefome  Pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  Song, 
Ver.  19,  103. 
j.  Am  I  a  Stranger,  or  at  Home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  Feafr  ; 
Nor  Honey  drooping  from  the  Comb 
So  much  allures  the  Tafte. 
Ver.  72,  127. 
j  No  Treafures  fo  enrich  the  Mind  ; 
Nor  (hall  thy  Word  be  fold 
For  Loads  of  Silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  Heaps  of  choiceft  Gold. 
Ver.  28,49,  x75- 
)  When  Nature  finks,  and  Spirits  droop, 
Thy  Promifes  of  Grace 
Are  Pillars  to  fupport  my  Hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  Praife. 

P^salm    CXIX.    Sixth  Part. 

Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 

Ver.  128. 

LORD,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right, 
And  all  thy  Statutes  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  Fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  Luft. 
Ver.  97,  9. 
Thy  Precepts  often  I  lurvcy  : 

i  keep  thy  Law  in  Sight 
Thro'  all  the  Eufinefs  of  the  Day, 
To  form  my  Actions  right. 

L  i  Ver, 


*4°  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  62. 
J  My  Heart  in  Midnight  Silence  cries, 
"  How  fweet  thy"  Comforts  be  \ 
My  Thoughts  in  holy  Wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  Thanks  to  Thee. 
Ver.   162. 
4  And  when  my  Spirit  drinks  her  Fill, 
At  fome  good  Word  of  thine, 
Not  Mighty  Men  that  fhare  the  Spoil 
Have  Joys  compar'd  to  mine. 
Psalm  CXIX.  Seventh  Part. 
Imperfection  of  Nature ,  and  PerfeRion  of  Scripture, 

Ver.  96.  paraphras'd. 
I   1  '   ET  all  the  Heathen  Writers  join 
JL/     To  form  one  perfeft  Book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  Writings  look. 

%  Not  the  moft  perfect  Rules  they  gave 

Could  fhew  one  Sin  forgiv'n  : 

Nor  lead  a  Step  beyond  the  Grave, 

But  thine  conduct  to  Heaven. 

3  I've  feen  an  End  to  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  fhort  the  Pow'rs  of  Nature  fall. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  Men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  Works  their  Hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  Commands,  exceeding  broad 
Extend  to  ev'ry  Thought. 

5  In  vajn  we  boaft  Perfection  here, 

While  Sin  defiles  our  Frame  ; 

And  finks  our  Virtues  down  fo  far, 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  Name. 

f  Our  Faith,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Graco 

fall  far  below  thy  Word  5    .  But 


P  S  A  L  M    CXIX.  241 

But  perfect  Truth  and  Righteoufnefs 

Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

P  S   K  L   M  CXIX.      Eighth  Part. 

Tlie  Word  cfGOD  is  the  Saint's  Portion  ;    or,  The 

Ext  xrittj  of  Scripture. 

Ver.    i  1  1.  paraphrased. 

1  T    ORD,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice, 
JLy     My  lafting  Heritage  ; 

There  (hall  my  nobleft  Powers  rejoice, 
My  warmeft:  Thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  Hiftories  of  thy  Love, 

And  keep  thy  Laws  in  Sight, 
While  through  the  Promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever-frefh  Delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  Land  of  Wealth  unknown, 

Where  Springs  of  Life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  Blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  Glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  Relief  that  Mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  Sorrows  bleft ; 
Our  faireft  Hope  beyond  the  Grave, 
And  our  eternal  Reft. 

Psalm    CXiX.  Ninth  Part. 
Defire  of  Knowledge  ;  or,  The  Teaching  of '  the'JSpirit 
with  the  Word. 
Ver.  64,  68,  18. 
i   npHY  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord, 
A      How  good  thy  Works  appear  ! 
Open  my  Eyes  to  read  thy-Word, 
And  fee  thy  Wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  i25- 
2  My  Heart  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  Hand, 
My  Service  is  thy  due, 
O  make  thy  Servant  underftand 

The  Duties  he  nauildo,  L  4*        Ver« 


242  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.   19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  Stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  Path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  Road  my  Feet  fhould  go, 
And  be  my  conftant  Guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandring   Ways, 

Thou  heard 'ft  my  Soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  Teachings  of  thy  Grace, 
Or  I  (hall  ftray  again. 

Ver-  33>  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  Statutes  fliew, 

And  heav'nly  Truth  impart, 
His  Work  for  ever  I'll  purfue 
His  Law  fhall  rule  my  Heart, 
Ver.  50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  Comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  Grief : 
It  made  me  learn  thy  Word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  Relief. 
Ver.  51. 
3  [In  vain  the  Proud  deride  me  now  ; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  Law, 
Nor  let  that  bleffed  Gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  Hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 
8  When  I  have  learn'd  my  Father's  Will, 
I'll  teach  the  World  his  Ways  ; 
My  thankful  Lips  infpir'd  with  Zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  Praife.] 

Psalm     CXIX.     Tenth  Part. 

Pleading  the  Promifes. 

Ver.  38,  49. 

I  T)Ehold  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord, 

XJ    Devoted  to  thy  fear  j  Remember 


P  S  A  L  M    CX1X.  143 

Remember  and  confirm  thy  Word, 
For   all  my  Hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,   58,  107. 

2  Haft  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 

And  promised  quickening  Grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  Heart  addrefs  thy  Throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  Love  delays, 
Ver.    123,  42. 

3  Mine  Eyes  for  thy  Salvation  fail  ; 

O  bear  thy  Servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  Lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  Hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didft  thou  not  raifc  my  Faith,  O  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  Truth  appear  : 
Saints  fhall  rejoice  in  my  Reward, 
r\nd  truft  as  well  fear. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Eleventh  ParU 

Breathing  after  Holinefs. 

Ver.   5.   33, 

1  /~\  That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Way* 
V-/   To  keep  his  Statutes  ftill  ! 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  Grace 
To  know  and  do  his  Will  ! 
Ver.   29. 

2  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  Lr.w  upon  my  Heart, 
Nor  let  my  Tongue  indulge  Deceit* 
Nor  adl  the  Liar's  Part. 

Ver.   37,   36. 

3  From  Vanity  turn  ofTmy  Eyes  ^ 

Let  no  corrupt  Defign, 
Nor  covetous  Defires  arife 
Within  this  Soul  of  mine* 

L  5  Vie. 


24*  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.    133. 

4  Order  my  Footfteps  by  thy  Word, 

And  make  my  Heart  fincere  ; 
Let  Sin  have  no  Dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  Confcience  clear. 

Ver.  176. 

5  My  Soul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray, 

My  Feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  Way 
Reftore  thy  wand'ring  Sheep. 
Ver.   35. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  Commands, 

'Tis  a  delightful  Road  ; 
Nor  let  my  Head,  or  Hearty  or  Hands, 
Offend  againft  my  God. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Twelfth  Part. 
Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 

Ver  153. 
J   T\^TY  God,  confider  my  Diftrefs, 
XVJL     Let  Mercy  plead  my  Caufe  : 
Though  I  have  finn'd  againft  thy  Grace, 
1  can't  forget  thy  Laws. 
Ver.  39,  116. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  Reproach, 

Which  I  fo  juftly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  Life,  uphold  my  Hopes, 
Nor  let  my  Shame  appear. 
Ver.    122,  135. 

3  Be  thou  a  Surety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  Proud  opprefs ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  Servant  fee 
The  Shinings  of  thy  Face. 
Ver.  82. 

4  Mv  Eyes  with  Expe&ation  fail, 

My  Heart  within  me  cries,  M  lllien 


PS  A  L  M    CXIX.  VM 

«   JVlun  ivill  the  Lord  his  Truth  fulfil, 
v   «  And  make  my  Comforts  rife? 

Ver.    132. 
Look  down  upon  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 

And  (hew  thy  Grace  the  fame 
As  thou  art  ever  won't  t'  afford 

To  thofe  that  love  thy  Name. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Thirteenth  Part. 

Holy  Fear,  and  Tendernefs  of  Confcience. 
Ver.   10. 

WITH  mywholeHeart  I've  fought  thy  Face  j 
O  let  me  never  ftray, 
From  thy  Commands,  O  God  of  Grace, 
Nor  tread  the  Sinners  Way. 
Ver.  ii. 
Thy  Word  I've  hid  within  my  Heart, 

To  keep  my  Confcience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  Guard 
From  ev'ry  rifing  Sin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  158. 
;  I'm  a  Companion  of  the  Saints, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  Sorrows  rife,  my  Nature  faints, 
When  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 
\  While  Sinners  do  thy  Gofpel  wrong, 
My  Spirit  ftands  in  Awe  ; 
My  Soul  abhors  a  lying  Tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  Law. 
Ver.  161,  120. 
;  My  Heart  with  facred  Rev'rence  hears 
The  Threat'nin2;s  of  thy  Word  ; 
My  Flefh  with  holy  Trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord* 

Ver* 


*46  PSALM  CXIX. 

c  ._     _  Ver.    166,  174. 

t)  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  1  wait 

For  thy  Salvation  ftill  ; 
While  thy  whole  Law  is  my  Delight, 

And  I  Obey  thy  Will. 

Psalm     CXIX.  Fourteenth  Part. 
Benefit  of  JjfliJJions,  and  Support  under  them. 

Ver.     153,81,82. 
*   /^Onfider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
V>     And  thy  Deliv'rance  fend  ; 
My  Soul  for  thv  Salvation  faints, 
When  will  my  Troubles  end  ! 
Ver.   71, 
1  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Father's  Rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  Law, 
And  live  upon  my  God, 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  Comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  Diftrefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  Word,  I  run  thy  Way, 
And  hate  my  former  Sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  Word  been  my  Delight 

When  earthly  Joys  were  fled, 
My  Soul,  oppreft  with  Sorrows  Weight, 
Had  funk  amongft  the  Dead. 
Ver.   75. 

5  I  know  thy  Judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Tho'  they  may  feem  fevere  ; 
The  (harpeft  Sufferings  I  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  Care. 
Ver.  67.. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaftening  Rod, 

My  Feet  were  apt  to  ftray  j 


But 


PSALM    CXIX.  U? 

But  now    learn  to  keep  thy  Word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  Way. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fifteenth  Part. 

Holy  Refoluiions. 

Ver.   93. 
i    /~\   That  thy  Statutes  cv'ry  Hour 

V_y      Might 'dwell  upon  my  Mind  ! 
Thence  [  dejive  a  quick'ning  Pow'r 
And  daily  Peace  i  rind, 

Ver.    15,    16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  Precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  Tweet  Employ  ; 
My  Soul  {hall  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Thy  Word  is  all  my  Jov. 
Ver.   31/ 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  Commands, 

If  thou  my  Heart  difcharge 
From  Sin  and  Satan  $  hateful  Chains, 
And  let  my  Feet  at  large  ? 
Ver.     13,   46.. 

4  My  Lips  with  Courage  (hall  declare 

Thy  Statute*  and  thy  Name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  Word  tho'  Kings  mould  hear, 
Nor  )ield  to  (infill  Shame. 
Ver.   61,   69,  70, 

5  Let  Bands  of  Perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  Right, 
Let  Pride  and  Malice  forge  their  Lyes, 
Thy  Law  is  my  Oeligh*. 
Ver  r  15. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  Race, 

Whofe  Hands  and  Hearts  are  ill  : 
I  love  my  Goo,  I  lore  his  Ways, 
And  mult  obey  his  Will. 

Psalm 


**8  PSALM     CXIX. 

Psalm     CXiX.     Sixteenth  Part. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

Ver.  25,  37. 

r  Y  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Duft  ; 


-m 


Lord,  give  me  Life  divine  _ 
Prom  vain  Deiircs  and  cv'ry  Luft 
Turn  oh1  thefe  Eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  Influence  of  thy  Grace 

To  fteed  me  in  thy  Way, 

Left  I  ihould  loiter  in  my  Race, 
Or  turn  my  Feet  aftray. 

Ver.   107. 

3  When  fore  Afflictions  prefs  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quickening  Pow'rs  $ 

Thy  VV  oiu  that  1  have  refted  on 

Shall  help  my  heavieft  Hours. 

Ver.   156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  Mercies  fov'reign  ftill 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  Zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  Road  ? 

Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  Heart  thy  Precepts  love, 

And  long  to  fee  thy  Face  .? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  Spirit  moves 
,  Without  enliv'ning  Grace  ! 

Ver.  93, 

6  Then  lhall  I  love  thy  Gofpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
When  I  have  fek  it's  quickening  PowV 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

Psalm 


PSALM    CXIX.  249 

Psalm   CXiX.      Seventeenth  Part. 

Courage  and  Per  fever  ance  under  Perfc  cut  ion  ;  ov^Grace 
JJAning  in  Difficulties  and  Trials. 
Ver.    1 4  <,  28. 

1  \  T  7HEN  Pain  and  Anguifh  feize  me,  Lord, 

V  V       All  my  Support  is  from  thy  Word  : 
My  Soul  diflb'ves  for  Heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'ning  Grace. 
Ver.   5  i,  69,  1  io. 

2  The  Proud  have  fram'd  their  Scoffs  anvi  Lyes, 
They  watch  my  Feet  with  envious  Eyes, 
And  tempt  my  Soul  to  Snares  and   Sin  -> 
Yet  thy  Commands,  I  ne'er  decline. 

Ver.    161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  Caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  Laws  ; 
But  1  will  trull  and  fear  thy  Name,  ' 
Till  Pride  and  Malice  die  with  Shame. 

Psalm  CXIX.   Lajl  Part. 

Sanftifyd Afflictions  ;  ov^Deligkt  in  theWord  of God. 
Ver.  67,   59. 

I    T7ATHER,  1  blefs  thy  gent!e  Hand  ; 
J?       How  kind  was  thy  chaftihng  Rod, 
That  fore'd  my  Confcience  to  a  Stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  Soul  to  God  ! 

2<  Foolifh  and  vain  I  went  aftray 
E're  I  had  felt  thy  Scourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  Guide,  and  loft  my  Way  ; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  Word. 
Ver.   7r. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  Yoke, 
For  Pride  is    apt  to  rife  and  (well  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  Stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  Statutes  wtlL 

Ver. 


*J0  PSALM  CXX.      . 

Ver.  72. 

4  7^  ^aw  that  ifiitesfrom  thy  Mouth 
Shall  ra;fc  my  chearful  PaiTions  more 
Than  a)l  the  Treafures  of  the  Souths 
Or  tVtJlernmh  of  golden  Ore. 

Ver.   73. 

5  *«y  Wands  have  made  my  mortal  Frame, 
rhy  Spirit  form 'd  my  Soul  within  : 

j  each  me  to  know  thy  wondious  Name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  Death  and  Sin. 
Ver.    74. 

6  7  hen  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  Salvation  fhall  rejoice  -9 

For  1  have  hoped  in  thy  Word, 
And  mace  thy  Grace  my  only  Choice. 

Psalm     CXX. 

Complaint  g/  quarrel  fome  Neighbours  ;  or,   A  devout 
IViJh  for  Peace. 

1  H^HOU  God  of  Love,  thou  Ever-blcft, 

JL         Pity  my  fuffering  State    ; 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  Soul  at  Reft,   , 
From  Lips  that  love  Deceit  ? 

2  Hard  Lot  of  mine  !   My  Days  are  caft 

Among  the  Sons  of  Strife, 
Whofe  never  ceafing  Brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  Hours  of  Life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  Place, 

How  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide  lonefome  Wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefe  Gates  of  Hell  ! 

4  Peace  is  the  Bleffing  that  1  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its.  Charms  ! 
I  am  for  Peace  -y  but  when  1  fpeak> 

They  all  declare  for  Arms.  5  New 


P    S  A  L  M    CXXI.  251 

5  New  Pafiions  Hill  their  Souls  engage, 

And  keep  their  Malice  ftrong  : 
What  (hall  be  d:>ne  to  curb  thy  P-age, 
O  thou  devoting   [Tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  Arrows  fmitc  thee  thro\ 

Strict  Juiticc  would  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  mv  Foe, 
And  melt  his  Heart  wkh  Love. 

Psalm     CXXI.     Long  Metre. 

Divine  Protection. 

1  TTPto  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 

\J    TrT  eternal  Hills  beyond  the  Skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  Helprhy  Soul  derives  ; 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  Everlafting  God, 

That  built  the  World,  that  fpread  the  Flood  ; 
The  Heav'ns,  with  all  their  Hod  he  made, 
And  the  dark  Regions  of  the  Dead. 

3  He  guides  our  Feet,  he  guards  our  Way  ; 
His  Morning  Smiles  blefs  all  the  Day  : 
He  fpreads  the  Evening  Veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  Hours  while  Ifrael  deeps. 

4  Ifrael,  a  Name  divinely  blftft, 
May  rife  fee u re,  fecur^ly  reit  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  Eyes 
Admit  no  Slumber,  nor  Surprize. 

5  No  Sun  fhall  finite  thv  Head  by  Dav, 
Nor  the  pale  Moon  with  fckly  Rav 
Shall  blaft  thy  Couch  ;  no  baleful  Star 
Dart  his  malignant  Fire  i'o  far. 

6  Should  Earth  and  Hell  with  Malice  burn, 
Still  thou  fhalt  ir"y  and  itill  return  ; 


252  PSALM    CXXL 

Safe  in  the  Lord   !  his  heav'nly  Care 
Defends  thy  Life  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  Spirits  have  no  Pow'r  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  Hour 
Angels  that  trace  the  airy  Road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

P  s   a   l  mCXXI.     Common  Metre. 

Prifetvation  by  Day  and  Night. 

1  *T"*0  Heav'n  1  lift  my  waiting  Eyes, 

X        There  all  my  Hope*  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  Earth  and  Skies 
Is  my  perpetual  Aid. 

2  Their  Feet  fhall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  ; 
His  Ear  attends  the  fofteft  Call  j 
His  Eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  Pow'rs 

With  his  Almighty  Arm, 
And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  Hours 
Againft  furprizing  Harm. 

4  Ifrael  rejoice,  and  reftfecure, 

Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  Eyes  employ  his  Power 
For  thine  eternal  Guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  Sun,  nor  fickly  Moon 

Shall  have  its  Leave  to  fmite  : 
He  fhields  thy  Head  from  burning  Noon, 
From  blading  Damps  at  Night. 

6  He  guards  thy  Soul,  he  keeps  thy  Breath, 

Where  thickeft  Dangers  come  ; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  Death, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

Psalm 


P  S  A  L  M    CXX1.  253 

Psalm    CXXi.   As  the  148th  Pfalm. 

God  our  Preferver. 

1  T  TPward  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 

KJ      From  God  is  a!1  my  Aid  ; 

The  God  that  built  the  Skies, 
And  Earth  and  Nature  made  ; 

God  is  the  Tow'r 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His  Grace  is  nigh 

In  evVy  Hour. 

2  My  Feet  fhall  never  Aide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  Snares, 

Since  God  my  Guard  and  Guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  Fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  Eyes 

That  never  deep, 

Shall  Ifrael  keep 

When  Dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  Heats  by  Day, 
Nor  Blafts  of  Ev'ning  Air', 
Shall  take  my  Health  away* 
If  God  be  with  rcve  there  : 

Thou  art  my  Sun, 
And  thou  my  Shade, 
To  guard  my  Head 
By  Night  or  Noon. 

4  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  Word 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  Death  ? 
And  I  can  truit  my  Lord         ■ 
To  keep  my  mortal  Breath  \ 

I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  Home. 

Psalm 


254  PSALM    CXXII. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXII.  Common  Metre. 
Going  to  Church. 

1  T  TOW  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear 
XjL     $Ay  Friends  devoutly  fay, 

4C   In  Zion  hi  us  all  appear, 
"  And  keep  the  fclemn  Day  : 

2  I  love  her  Gates,  I  love  the  Road  ; 

The  Church  adorn'd  with  Grace 
StanHs  like  a  Palace  built  for  God 
To  fhew  his  milder  Face. 

3  Up  to  her  Courts  with  Joys  unknown 

The  holy  Tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  Throne 
And  fits  in  Judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  Praifes  and  Complaints  ! 

And  while  his  awful  Voice 
Divides  the  Sinners  from  the  Saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  Place, 

And  Joy  a  conftant  Gueft  ! 
With  holy  Gifts  and  heav'nly  Grace 
Be  her  Attendants  bleft  ! 

6  My  Soul  fhall  pray  for  Zion  ftill, 

While  Life  or  Breath  remains ; 
There  my  beft  Friends,  my  Kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

Psalm     CXXII.     Proper  Tune. 

Going  to  Church. 
I    TTOW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I, 

XjL     To  hear  £he  People  cry, 
Come,  let  us  feek  our  GOD  to  Day  ; 

Yes  with  a  chearfui  Zeal 

We  hafte  to  Hens  Hill, 
And  there  our  Vows  and  Honours  pay. 


PSALM    CXXIII.  25S 

2  Zitttj  thrice  happy  Place, 
Adora'd  with  wond'rous  Grace, 

And  Walls  of  Strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 

In  Thee  our  Tribes  appear 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  facred  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound. 

3  Ther.-  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  Royal    Throne, 

He  fits  for  Grace  and  Judgment  there  -9 

He  bids  the  Saints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  Sinner  lad, 
And  humble  Souls  rejoice  with  Fear. 

4  May  Peace  attend  thy  Gate, 
And  Joy  within  thee  wait 

To  blefs  the  Soul  of  ev'ry  Gueft  ; 

The  Man  that  leeks  thy  Peace, 

And  wifhes  thine  Increafe, 
A  thoufand  Bleflings  on  him  reft  ! 

5  My  Tongue  repeats  her  Vows, 
U  Peace  to  bis  facred  Houfe  ! 

For  there  my  Friends' and  Kindred  dwell  ; 
And  fince  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  beft  Abode, 
My  Soul  lhall  ever  love  thee. well. 

Repeat  the  qth  Stanza  to  co?nplcat  the  Tune* 
Psalm     CXXIII. 
Pleading  with  Submijp.on. 
I    /^\  Thou  whole  Grace  and  Juftice  reign 
V^/      Enthron'd  above  the  Skies, 
To  thee  our  Hearts  would  tell  their   Pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  Eyes, 
1  As  Servants  watch  their  Matter's  Hand, 
And  fear  the  ang'ry  Stroke  ! 
Or  Maids  before  their  Miitrefs  ftand,* 
And  Wait  a  peaceful  Look.  3  So 


156  PSA  L  M  CXXIV. 

3  So  for  our  Sins  we  juiHv  feci 

i  >:Tl  ipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  Moment  ftill, 
Till  thou  remove  the  Red. 

4  Thofe  that  in  Wealth  and  Pleafure  livei 

Our  daily  Groans  deride, 
And  thy  Delays  of  Mercy  give 
Frefti  Courage  to  their  Pride. 

5  Our  Foes  infult  us,  but  our  Hope 

In  thy  Companion  lies  ; 
This   I  nought  lhall  bear  our  Spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  defpife. 

P    S    A    L    M       CXXIV. 

A  Song  for  the  Fifth  of  November. 

"AD  not  the  Lord,  may  lfrael  fay, 
Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  Side, 
When  .Men,  to  make  our  Lives  a  Prey, 
Rofe  like  the  fwciling  of  the  Tide  ; 

2  The  fwclling  Tide  had  ftopt  our  Breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  Waters  vol!, 

We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  Death  ; 
Proud  W2tershad  o'erwhelm'd  our  Soul. 

3  We  leap  for  Joy,  we  fhout  and  fing, 
Who  juit  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke  ; 

So  flies  the  Bud  with  chearful  Wing, 
When  once  the  Fowler's  Snare  is  broke. 

4.  For  ever  bleilcd  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  Fowler's  cm  fed  fnare, 
Who  fav'd  us  trom  the  murd'ring  Sword* 
And  made  our  Lives  and  Souls  his  Care. 

5   Our  Help  is   in  Jehovah's  Name, 
Who  form  the  Larth,  and  built  the  Skies  ; 

H 


PSALM    CXXV.  257 

He  that  upholds  that  wondrous  Frame, 
Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  Eyes. 

Psalm  CXXV.     Common  Metre. 

The  Saints  Trial  a>;d  Safety. 

1  T  TNfhaken  as  the  facred  Hill, 

KJ       And  iirm  as  Mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  Rock  the  Soul  mall  reft 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on    Thee. 

2  Nor  Walls  nor  Hills  could  guard  fo  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  Ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  Arms  of  Love 

That  ev  ry  Saint  rurround. 

3  While  Tyrants  are  a  fmarting  Scourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  Compaffion  does  allay 
The  Fury  of  the  Rod. 

4.  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  Souls  fmcere, 
And  lead  them  fdfely  on 
To  the  bright  Gates  of  Paradifc, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  Ways 
T^atihe  old  Serpent  drew, 
The  Wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  Hell, 
Shall  fmite  his  Followers  too. 

Psalm  CXXV.     Short  Metre. 

TheSaints  Trial  andSafety  ;  ox, Moderated  A fflittiom. 

I    T74RM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

X/       That  reft  their  Souls  on  God  ; 
plrm  as  the  Mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  Ark  abode. 

1  As  Mountains  ftood  to  guard 

The  City's  facred  Ground,  So 


258  P  S  J  L  M   CXXVI. 

So  God  and  his  Almighty  Love 
Embrace  hi  j  Said  to  around. 

3  What  tho'  the  Father's  Rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  Stroke, 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  Souls  too  deep, 
Its  Fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  Faith  and  pious  Fear, 
Whofe  Hope,  and  Love,  and  every  Grace 
Proclaim  their  Hearts  fincere. 

c  Nor  fhall  the  Tyrant's  Rsge 
Too  long  opprefs  the  Saints  * 
The  God  cf  IjraelwMX  fupport 
His  Children,  left  they  taint. 

6  But  if  our  flavifh  Fear 

Will  chufe  the  Road  to  Hell, 
W<?  m.uir  ex  peel:  our  Portion  there 
Where  bolder  Sinners  dwell. 
Psalm     CXXVI.     Long  Metre. 

Surprizing  Deliverance, 

1  X  T  7  HEN  God  reilor'd  our  captive  Slate> 

\  V     Joy  was  our  Sor.g.&  Grace  ourTheme  ; 
The  Grace  beyond  our  Hopes  fo  great, 
That  Joy  appear'd  a  painted  Dream. 

2  The  Scoffer  owns  thy  Baud,  and  pays 
Unwilling  Honours  to  thv  Name  ; 
While  we  with  Plcafure  fhout  thy  Praife, 
Which  chearful  Notes  thy  Love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  reviewr  our  difrnal  Fear-, 
'TwTas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanifh  fo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  Tears, 
He  makes  our  Joys  like  Rivers  flow. 

a  The 


P  S  A  L  M     CXXVI.  259 

a   The  Man  that  in  his  furrow'd  Field, 
His  fcatter'd  Seed  with  Sadnefa  leaves, 
Will  ftiout  to  fee  the  Harveil  yield 
A  welcome  Load  of  joyful  Sheaves. 

Psalm    CXXVI.   Common  Metre. 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Converjion  ;  or,  Melan- 
choly   removed. 

1  \X7^^  ^0D  revea1^  his  grac*ous  Name, 

W     And  chang'd  my  mournful  State, 
My  Rapture  feem'd  a  pleaiing  Dream, 
The  Grace  appear'd   fo  great. 

2  The  World  beheld  the  glorious  Change, 

And  did  thy  Hand  confefs  ; 
My  forigue  broke  out  in  unknown  Strains, 
And  fung  furprifmg  Grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  IVork,  my  Neighbours  cry'J, 

And  own'd  the  Pow'r  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  tbi    IVork,  my  Heart  rcply'd, 
"   And  be  tie  Glory  thine. 

4  The  Lord  can  cleaY  the  darkeft  Skies, 

Can  give   u>   Day  for  Night  \ 
Make  Drops  of  i acred  Sorrow  rife 
To  Ri\  ers  of  Delight. 

5  Let  thofe  that  low  in  Sadncfs  v 
A        Till   the  fair   Harveft  come, 

They  ihall  confefs  their  Sheaves  are  great, 
And  fhout  the  Bleflings  l\ome. 

6  TruV  Seed  lie  buried  long  in  Duft, 

It  fhan't  deceive  their  Hope  ! 
The  pr<  ..in  can  ne'er  be  loft, 

For  Grace  infures  the  Crop. 

PSAL  M 


^6o  PSALM    CXXVII. 

Psalm  CXXXVII.     Long  M. 

TJjeBleJJing  of  GO  Don  tbeBufmtfs  cmtChm  - 

1  TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  C 

A    And  Pains  to  build  the  Houfe  are  loft, 

If  God  the  City  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  Guards  as  well  may  flcep. 

2  What  if  you  rife  before  the  Sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  Day  is  done. 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  Bread, 
To  fhun  that  Poverty  you  dread. 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  bleft  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  Reft  : 
Children  and  Friends  are  Blefiings  too, 
If  God  our  Sov'reign  make  them  fo. 

4  Happy  the  Man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  Children,  faithful  Friends* ! 
How  fweet  our  daily  Com  forts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  Love  ! 

Psalm  CXXVII.     Common  Metre. 

GOD   all  in  all 

iyF  God  to  build  the  Houfe  deny, 
X  The  Builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And   Towns  without  his  wakeful  Eye 
An  ufelefs  Watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  Morning  Beams  arife, 

Your  painful  Work  renew, 

And  till  the  Stars  afcend  the  Skies 

Your  tirefome  Toil   purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  Sleep,  and  coarfe  your  Fare  j 

In  vain    till    God  has  bleft  ; 
But  if  his  Smiles  attend  your  Care, 
You  ftiall  have  Food  and  Reft, 

4  Nor 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXVIII.  261 

4  Nor  Children,  Relatives,  nor  Friends, 
Shall  real  Bleflings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  Joys  he  fends, 
If  lent  without  his  Love. 

Psalm     CXXVIII. 

Family    Blejjings. 

1  /~\  Happy  Man,  whofe  Soul  is  fill'd 
Vy  Vv  ith  Zeal  and  reverend  Awe  ! 
His  Lips  to  God  their  Honours  yield, 

His  Life  acorns  the  Law. 

2  A  careful  Providence  fhall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  Head, 
Shall  on  the  Labours  of  thy  Hand 
Its  kindly  Bleflings  (bed. 

3  Thy  Wife  (ball  be  a  fruitful  Vine  s 

Thy  Children  round  thy  Board, 
Each  like  a  Plant  of  Honour  fliine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  Hopes  fulfil 

For  Months  and  Years  to  come; 
The  Lord  who  dwtlis  on  ZzWs  Hill 
Shall  fend  thee  Bleflings  home. 

5  This  i>  the  Man  whofe  happy  Eyes 

Sr.aii  ice  bis  Houfe  increaie, 
A    Sha  Ling  Church  arife, 

rhen  leaye  the  World  in  Peace. 

P  S   A  L   M       CXX1X. 

Pi  \L 

1        Tp  from  ray  Youtl  lay, 

Have  I  'd  in    Tears  \ 

M*  Griefs  u  as  the  V. 

Aiu 

M    2  2    Up 


262  P  S  A  L  M    CXXIX. 

2  Up  from  my  Youth  I  bore  the  Rage, 

Of  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 

Oft  they  aflail'd  my  riper  Age, 

But  not  deftroy'd  my  Life. 

3  Their  cruel  Plow  had  torn  my  Flcfh 

With   Furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd   my  Wounds  afrefh, 
Nor  let  my   Sorrows   fleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his   Throne, 

And  with  impartial  Eye, 
Mcafur'd    the  Mifchiefs  they  had  done,    , 
Then  let   his   Arrows   fly. 

5  How  was  their  Infolence  furpriz'd 

To  hear  his  Thunders  roll    ! 
And  all  the  Foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
V\  ith  Horror  to  the  Sou*. 

6  Thus  {hall  the  Men  that  hate  the  Sal 

Be  b Jaded  from  the  Sky   ; 
Their  Glory  fades,  their  Courage  faints, 
And  a'l  their  Rrojedb  die. 

7  [What  tho  they  flcorifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  Root  beneath  ; 
Their  Growth  fhall  perifh  in  Defpair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  Death.] 

8  [So  Corn  that  on  the  Houfe-top  (lands, 

No  Hope  of  Karvefl   gives  ; 
The  Reaper  ne'er  dial]  iill  his    Hands, 
Nor  Binder  fold  the  Sheaves. 

It  fprings  and  withers  en  the  Place; 
No  Traveller  beftows 
A  Word  of  Bleffing  on  the  Grafs, 

Nor  '■■  it  as  he  goes.] 

PSA 


PSALM     CXXX.  i63 

Psalm   CXXX.  Common  Metre. 

Pardoning    Grace. 

I   /^\UT  of  the  Deep*  of  long  Diftrefs, 
Vy    The  Borders  of  Defpair, 
I  fent  my  Cries  to  feck  thy  Grace, 
My  Groans  to  move  thine  Ear. 

2  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  Eye, 

And  thine  impartial  Hand, 
Afarlc  and  revenge  Iniquity, 
No  mortal  Flefh  could  ftand. 

3  But  there   are  Pardons  with  my  God 

For  Crimes  of  high  Degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  Blood 
To  draw  us  near  to  Thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  Defires  I  wait ; 
Mv  Soul  invited  by  thy  Word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  Gate.] 

5  [Juft  as  the  Guards  that  keep  the  Night 

Long  for  the  Morning  Skies, 
Watch  the  firft  Beams  of  breaking  Light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  Eyes  : 

6  So  waits  my  Soul  to  fee  thy  Grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
4     Meets  the  firft  Openings  of  thy  Face, 
And  finds  a  brighter^Day.] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  IfraeJ  truft, 

Let  Ifracl  feck  his  Face*; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  is  his  Grace. 

8  There's  full  Redemption  at  his  Throne 

For  Sinners  long  enflav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 
And  IfratlQuil  befav'd.      M  3      ps 


264.        PSALM  CXXX,  CXXXL 

Psalm  CXXX.     Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 

1  T?ROM  deep  Diftrefs  and  trouM'dThoughts, 
JP    To  Thee,  my  God,  1  rais'd  my  Cries  : 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  Faults, 

No  Flefh  can  ftand  before  thine  Eyes. 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  Throne  of  Grace 
Free  to  difpence  thy  Pardons  there, 
That  Sinners  may  approach  thy  Face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  Pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  Day, 
So  waits  my  Soul  before  thy  Gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  Face  difplay  ? 

4  My  Truft  is  fix'd  upon  thy  Word, 
Nor  (hall  I  truft  thy  Word  in  vain*: 
Let  mourning  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  Relief  from  all  their  Pain. 

5  Great  is  his  Love,  and  large  his  Grace, 
Thro'  the  Redemption  of  his  Son  : 

He  turns  our  Feet  from  finful  Ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  Hands  have  done* 

Psalm     CXXXL 

Humility  and  SubmiJ/icn. 

1  TS  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart? 
JL     Search,  gracious  God.  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  aft  a  haughty  Part  ? 

Lord,  I  appeal  to   Thee. 

2  I  charge  my  Thoughts,  be  humble  ftill, 

And  all  my  Carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  Will, 
And  quiet  as  a  Child. 

3  The  patient  Soul,  the  lowly  Mind 

Shall  have  a  large  Reward  :  Let 


P  S  A '  L  M    CXXXII.  265 

Let   Saints  in  Sorrow  lie  rcfignd, 
And  trufl:  a  faithful  Lord. 

Psalm     CXXXII.  5,  13—18   Long  Metre. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church  ;  or,  The  Ordination 

of  a   Mlnijlcr* 

1  X  TTfffiRE  fhall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 

VV     An  Habitation  for  our  God, 
A  Dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind 
Amongft  the  Soas  of  Flefb  and  Blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  Hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  Reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  Dwelling  ftill, 

His  Church  is  with  his  Prefence  bleft. 

3  Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  Throne, 
And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 

Here  {hall  my   Power  and  Love  be  known 
And  Bleifings  fhall  attend  my  Word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hunVry  Poor, 
And  fill  their  Souls  with  living  Bread  ; 
Sinners  that  wait;  before  my  Door 
With  fvveet  Provifions  fhah  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  Truth,  and  cloath'd   with  Grace, 
My  Priefts,  my  Minifters  (hall  fhine  j 

Not  Aaron  in  his  coflly  Drefs 
Made  an  Appearance  lo  divine. 

6  The  Saints  unable  to  contain 

Th  ir  inward  Joys,  fhall  fhout  and  fing. 
The  Son  of  David  here  fhall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  Uefus  fliall  fee  a  numerous  Seed 

Born  here  t*  uphold  his  glorious  Name  ; 
His  Crown  fhall  fiouriih  on  his  Head 
While  all  his  Foes  are  cloath'd  with  Shame 

M  4  Psalm 


266  PSALM    CXXXII. 

Psalm  CXXXII.  4,5,7,8,15— 17.  Com.Met, 
A     Church    ejiablijJid. 

1  [TVlO  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes 

jJN       Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he,  had  found  below  the  Skies 
A  Dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  VAon  plac'd  his  Name, 

His  Ark  was  fettled  there  : 
To  Zion  the  whole  Nation  came, 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  Year. 

o  But  we  have  no  fuch  Lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where  e'er  thy  Saints  aflemble  now 
There  is  a  Houfe  for  God. 
Pause. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  Reft. 
Lo  !  thy  Church  waits  with  longing  Eyes 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  Train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 

All  that  the  Ark  did  once  contain 

Could  no  fuch  Grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  Vows, 

Here  let  thy  Praife  be  fpread  ; 

Blefs  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe, 

And  fill  thy  Poor  with  Bread, 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  fhine  ; 
Jufticc  and  Truth  his  Court  maintain, 
With  Love  and  Pow'r  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  Throne, 

And  as  his    Kingdom  grows, 
Frefti  Honours  (hall  adorn  his  Crown, 

And  Shame  confound  his  Foes.         Psalm 


P  S  J  L  M    CXXXIII.  267 

Psalm     CXXXIII.  Common  Metre. 
Brotherly      Love. 
I    ]  '    O,  what  an  entertaining  Sight 
1  ^     Are  Brethren  that  agree, 
Brethren  whofe  chcarful  Hearts  unite 
In  Bauds  of  Piety  ! 

a  When  Streams  cf  Love  fromChrift  the  Spring 
Defcend  to  ev'ry  Soul, 
And  heav'nly  Peace  with  baimy  Wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  Whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  Oil  divinely  fwect 

On  Aarons  rev 'rend  Head, 
The  trickling  Drops  perfum'd  his  Feet3 
And  o'er  his  Garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  Morning  Dews 

That  fall  on  Sicn's  Hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeft  Glory  fticws, 
And  makes  his  Grace  diftil. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXXIII.     Short  Metre, 

Communion  ofSaints :  bx^LoxeandWorJlr.^in  a  Family* 

1    T^LEST  are  the  Sons  of  Peace, 

J3     Whofe  Hearts  and  Hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  Defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Through  all  their  Acbons  run." 

3  Blefl  is  the  pious  Houfe 

Where  Zeal  and  Friendfnip  meet, 
Their  Songs  of  Praife,  their  mingled  Vows 

Make  their  Communion  fwect. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron  $  Head 

They  pour'd  the  11  ,h  Pcifume, 
The  Oi'  thro'  all  his  Raiment  fpread. 
And  Eleafure  fill  a  the  Room. 

M  5  4  Thus 


*«    P  S  jft  M         mi,  cxxxiV. 

4  Thus  on  %\\  HEiUfl 

The  Saints  ar; 
Where  Joy  Kite  Mortiing  Dew  diftils, 

And  all  the  Air  is  I 
P  s  a  L  m    CXXXIII.    As  the  i22</  Pfidm. 
7*/  Blefflnp  of  Frier,d!kip. 

1  PT°^V  Pleafent  >tw  t»  fet 

1.  A   Kindred  and  Friends  agree, 
Each  in  their  proper  Station  move, 

And  each  fulfil  their  Part 

With  fyrnpathizing  Heart, 
In  all  the  Cares  of  Life  and  Love  ! 

2  'Tis  like  the  Ointment  fried 
on  Aaron  s  facred  Head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  facet  ; 

The  Oil  thro'  all  the  Room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  Perfume, 
Ran  thro'  his  Robes,  and  bleft  his  Feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  Show'rs  of  Rain 
That  water  all  the  Plain, 

Defcending  from  the  neighbouring  Hills  ; 

Such  Streams  of  Pleafure  roll 

Thro'  every  friendly  Soul, 
Where  Love  like  heavenly    Dew  diftils. 

Repeat  the  firji  Stanza  to    compleat  the  Tune, 

Psalm     CXXXIV. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 
I   \TE  ^at  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
I        Attend  his  holy  Place  ; 
Bow  to  the  Glories  of  his  Power, 
And  blefs  his  wond'rous  Grace. 

Z  Lift  up  your  Hands  by  Morning-light, 
And  fend  your  Souls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  Thoughts  by  Night 
Above  the  Harry  Sky.  3  The 


P  S  J  L  M    CXXXV.  269 

3  The  God  of  'Lien  chcars  our  Hearts 

of  quick  nine:  Grace  ; 
The  God  that  fpreads  the  Heavens  abroad, 
I  rules  the  fwclling  Seas. 

P  3  A  t  M  CXXXV.  1—  4,!;,  1 9— iifirfiParU 

Long;     Metre. 

The  Church  is  GOD's  Hcufe  and  Care. 

1  T>R  A'SE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name, 
Jl      While  in  his    Courts  ye  wait, 

Ye  Saints  that  to  his  Houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  Gate. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praife  his  Name  is  fweet  Employ  : 
lfrael  he  chofe  of  old,  and  (till 

His  Church  is  his  peculiar  Joy. 

"3   The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  Saints  ; 
He  treats  his  Servants  as  his'Friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  Complaints, 
Repents  the  Sorrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Thro'  every  Age  the  Lord  declares 

His  Name,  and  breaks  th'  Oppreitbr's  Rod  ; 
He  gives  his  fuffering  Servants  Reft, 
And  will  be  known  TV  Almighty  GOD. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  Love, 
People  and  Priefts  exalt  his  Name  : 
Amongft  his  Saints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  Church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

Psalm  CXXXV.  Ver.  '5— 12.  Second  Part, 

The  IVorh  of  Creation^  Providence,  Redemption  of 
lfrael,  and  Dejhuftion  of  Enemies* 

1  r^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
VJT  Above  all  Powers,  and  every  Throne  ; 

Wfyaufcr 


*7»  PSALM    CXXXV. 

WhateW  he  pleafe  in  Earth  2nd  £ 

Or  Heaven,  or  He!!,  his  Hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  Command  the  Vapours  rife, 

1  he  Lightnings  flafh,  the  Thunders  roar  ', 
He  pours   the  Run,  he  brings  the  Wind 
And    Temped  from  his  airy  Store. 

3  'Twas  hethofe  dreadful  Tokens  fent, 
O  Eyypt,  thro'  thy  ftubborn  Land  ; 
When  all  thy  firft-born,  Beafts  and  Men, 
Fell   dead  by  his    avenging  Hand. 

4  What  mighty  Nations,  mighty  Kings 
He  flew,    and  their  whole  Country  gave 

I  o  Jjrael,  whom  his    Hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  Slave. 

J  His  Power  the   fame,   the  fame  his  Grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  Hofts  of  Hell  : 
And   Heaven   he  gives  us  to  pofiefs, 
Whence  thofe  Apoftate  Angels  fell. 

Psalm     CXXXV.    Common  Metre, 
Praife  due  to  GOD,  not   to  Idols. 

1  A   WAKE,  ye  Saints  :  To  praife  your  King 
./"V  Your  fweeteft  Paffions  raife, 

Your  pious  Pieafure,  while  you  fing, 
Increafing  with  the  Praife. 

2  Great   is  the   Lord  ;     and  Works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  Employ  : 
But  {till  his  Saints  are  near  his  Throne, 
His  Treafure  and  his  Joy. 

3  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Sea  confefs  his  Hand  ; 

Pie  bids  the  Vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  Storm  at  his  Command 
i>weep  thru'  the  founding  Skies, 

4  All 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  *7« 

4  All   Power  that  Gods  or  Kings  have  claim' d 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  Htathen  Gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  Stocks  and  Stones  they  truft 

Can  give  them  Show'rs  ot  R^in  r 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glitt'ring  Duft, 
And  pray  to  God  in  vain. 

6  [Their  Gods  have   Tongues  that  cannot  talk. 

Such  as  their  Makers  gave  : 
Their  Fee:  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk, 
Nor  Hands  have  Pow'r  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  Eyes,  their  Ears  are  deaf. 

Nor  hear  wrhen  Mortals  pray  y 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  Relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  O  Britain,  know  thy  Jiving  God, 

Serve  him  with  Faith  and  Fear  -, 

He  makes  thy  Churches  his  Abode, 

And  claims  thine  Honours  there. 

Psalm    CXXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

GOD' s  Wonders  of Creation ,    Providence,  Redemp- 
tion fl/'ifrael,  and  Salvation  of  his  People. 

1  /^IVE  Thanks  to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord  : 
VjT   His  Mercies  Jlill  endure, 

And  be  the  King  of  Kings  ador'd, 
His  Truth  is  ever  fwe. 

2  What  Wonders  hath  his  Wifdom  done  ! 

Hovu  mighty  is  his  Hand! 
Heav'n,  Eartii  and  Sea  he  fram'd  alone  : 

Hnv  wde  is  his  Cunmaud ! 

3  The 


2ll  P  S  jf  L  M      CXXXVT. 

3  THeH  Sun  fnppKes  the  Day  wfth  Light  : 

'  ."  / 

The  Moon  and  St  n  the  Night  : 

*<is  art   all  di 

4  ["He  fti  -  cjcacj  . 

#  -'.■/  / 

And  thence  *ith  Joy  his  People  led  : 
How  gracious  is  our  GOD  ! 

5  He  cleft  the  fweliing  Sea  in  two  ; 

His  Arm  is  great  in   Might  : 
And  gave  the  Tribes  a^Paflage  thro'  ; 
H:s  Power  and  Grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaolh  At;my  there  he  drown'd  ; 

Low  glorious  art  'his  IV ays  ! 
And  brought  his  Saints  thro'  defart  Ground  : 
Eternal  be   bis  Prafe. 

7  Great  Mcnarchs  fell  beneath  his  Hand  5 

Victorious    is  his   Sword  \ 
While  Ifrael  took  the  promis'd  Land  : 
And  faithful  is  his  J  Ford.] 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  dead  in  Sin  ; 

lie  felt  his  Pity  moie  : 
How  fad  the  State    the  World  was  in  ! 
How  boundlefs  was  his  Love  ! 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  Woe  ; 

His  Goodnefs  never  fails  ; 
From  Death  and  Hell,  and  every  Foe  ; 
And  Jlill  his    Grace  prevails. 

10  Give  Thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King  - 

His   Mercies  Jlill  endure, 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Praifes  fing ; 
His  Truth  is  ever  fur e% 

P  SA  l  M 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXXVI.  *?3 

Psalm     CXXXVI.     A,  the   148// 

1  /"MVE  Thnnks  to  Gon  mdfl   High, 

v_T      The  univerfal  Lord  ; 

The  fovcrciiin  f C i n !j;  of"  Kir.gs  : 
And  be  his  Grace  ador'd. 

His  Power  a?id  Grace 

Are  frill  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  Name 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 

2  How  mighty   is  his  Hand  ! 
What  Wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He    form'd  the  Earth  and  Seas, 
And  fpread   the  Heavens  alone. 

Thy   Mere,   I 
Shall  ji  Hi  endure  -y 
And  ever  fur e 
Abides  thy  JVord. 

o   His  Wifdom  frarrTd  the  Sun 
To  crown  the  Day  with  I . : . * h t ; 
The  Moon  and  twin!;ii;^  Stars 
To  chear  the  dark  0ht. 

His  Power  and  Grace 
Are  flil I  the  J aine  \ 
A-.d  let  his  Name 
Have  endlefs  Praife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  firfl-born  Sons, 
The  Flower  of  EA  A  : 

And  thence  his  choien  Tribes 
With  Jovand  Glory  led. 
%by  Mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  JUL  end  we  ; 
And  ever  Jure 
Abides  thy  Word. 

k  His 


274  PSALM    CXXXVI. 

5  His  Power  and  lifted  Rod 
Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two; 
And  for  his  People  made 
A  wondrous  Paffage  thro'. 

His  Power  and  Grace 
Jtrejiill  the  fame  ; 
And  let  his  Name 
Have  endlefs  Praife. 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  Hoft  he  drown 'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Thro'  a  long  defart  Ground, 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  Jill  endure  ; 
And  ever  fur e 
Abides  thy  Word. 

Pause. 

7  The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  Hand  ; 
While  his  own  Servants  took 
PorTe/Iion  of  their  Land, 

His  Pozver  and  Grace 
Areftill  the  fame  \ 
And  let  his  Name 
Have  endlefs  Praife.] 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  lie, 
All  perifhing  in  Sin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  State 
The  ruin'd  World  was  in* 

Thy  Mercy,    Lord, 
Shall  Jlill  endure  ; 
And  ever  fire 
Abifas  thy  IVord,  f 


6  I 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  275 

9  He  Tent  his  only  Son 

To  five  us  from  our  Woe, 
From  Satan  ^  Sin  and  Death, 
And  every  hurtful  Foe. 

His  Power  and  Grace 

Arc  Jhll  the  J  a  me  -> 

And  let  his  Nam* 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 

10  Give  Thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heavenly  King  : 
And  let  the  fpacious  Earth 
His  Works  and  Glories  ling, 

Thy  Mercy  Lord, 
Shall  Jlill  endure  \ 
And  ever  fare 
Abides  thy  Word. 

Psalm  CXXXVI.  Abridged.  Long  Metre. 

I    /"^IVE  to  our  God  immortal  Praife  ! 
VJ  Mercy  and  Truth  are  all  his  Ways  ! 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belongs 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

a  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  Renown, 
The  King  of  Kings  with  Glory  crown  ; 
His  Mercies  ever  fhall  endure , 
When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  normre. 

3  He  built  the  Earth,  he  fpread  the  Sky, 
And  fix'd  the  ftarry  Lights  on  hi^h  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Sng. 

4  He  fills  the  Sun  with  Morning  Light, 
He  bids  the  Moon  direct  the  Night  : 
His  Mercies  ever/hall  endure, 

IP  hen  Suns  and  Moons  fhall  ihine  10  more. 

5  The 


276  P  S  A  L  M     CXXXVIII. 

5  The  fr<  ed  from  Phc  md, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promised  Land: 
Wonders  of  Gtaei  to  God  bti 

ur  $o?:g. 

6  He  Taw  the  I  in  Sin, 
And  felt  his  I  :  within  : 
I : :  A  ter  i  i  ever  ft  all  t  .  :vrc„ 

IVi.cn  DcaLii  and  bin  fhall  icign  no  wore. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  Power  to  fave 
From  Guilt  and  Darknefs,  and  the  Grave  : 
//  Vnders  of  Grace  to  God  belongs 

Repeal  bis  Alcrcus  in  yonr  Seng. 

8  Thro'  this  vain  World  he  guides  our  Feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  Seat  : 

His  Mercies  eroer  jhall  endure , 

When  this  vain  World  fhall  be  no  more. 

Psalm     CXXXVIII. 

Rcjtcring  and  Preferring  Grace. 

X  T  T  7ITH  all  my  Pow'rs  of  Heart  and  Tongue 
V  V       PU  praife  my  Maker  in  my  Song  j 
Angels  fnall  hear  the  Notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  Song,  and  join  the  Praife. 

2  Angels  that  make  thy  Church  their  Care 
Shall  witnef>  my  Devotions  there, 
While  holy  Zeal  directs  my  Eyes 

To  thy  fair  Temple  in  the  Skies.] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  Truth  and  Mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  fing  the  Wonders  of  thy   Word  ; 
Not  all  thy  Works  and  Names  below 
So  much  thy  Power  and  Glory  Ihow. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  Troubles  role  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  Foes : 

He 


PSALM    CXXXiX.  277 

He  did  my  rifiog  Fear,  coatroul, 

Ami  Strength  diffris'd  through  all  mv  Soul. 

5  The  (i'-)D  of  1  B 

Frowns  on  t  ttid  Fcbfrts  the  G 

But  fi  >m  :,;     Throne  dtlctnjds  to  ke 

rfhe  Sons  of  humble  Ppverty. 

6  Amidft  a  thoufafid  Snares  i  i;and 
Upheld   and  guarded  by  tin   Haixl  ; 

Thv  Words  my  fainting  Sou!  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  Faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  com  pleat  what  Grace  begins, 
To  fave  from  sorrows,  or  from  Sins  : 
The  Work  that  Wifdom  undertakes 

.  Eternal  Mercy  ne'er  forfake:. 

Psalm  CXXXIX  Firft  Pan.  Long  Metre. 
The  Aii-jeslng  GOD. 

1  T  ORD.Thcuhaftfearch'd,  an Jfeen  methro'  \ 
jL^  ThineEye  commands  with  piercing  View 
My  rifing  and  my  relling  Hours, 

My  Heart  and  Elefli  with  all  their  Powers. 

2  My  Thoughts,  before  they  a?emy  own, 
Are  to  my  God  di-ftindily  known  ; 

He  knows  the  Words  I  mean  to  fpeak 
E'er  from  my  opening  Lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  Power  I  ftand 
On  every  Sidei   find  thy  Hand  : 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  a*broad, 
I  am  furounde  ftill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  Knowledge,  vaft  and  great ! 
What  large  Extent  !   What  lofty  Height  ! 
My  Soul  with  ail  the  Powc  s  I  boaft, 

U  in  the  boundlefs  Profpect  loft. 

5  O 


*78  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

5  0  may  thefe  Thoughts  poffefs  my  Brea/iy 
JVhere-cer  I  rove  where- eer  I  reft  ! 
Nor  let  ?ny  weaker  Paffions  dare 
Content  to  £/;/,  for  God  is  there. 

Pause.    I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  Service  and  thy  Love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  Prefence  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  Glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  Heav'n  I  take  my  Flight, 

9Th  there  thou  dwell'ft  enthron'd  in  Light ; 
Or  dive  to  Hell,  there  Vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  Chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  Morning  Ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Wejlern  Sea, 

Thy  fwifter  Hand  wcu'd  firft  arrivf, 
And  there  arreft  thy  Fugitive. 

9  Or  mould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  Sight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  Veil  of  Night, 
One  Glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  Ray 
Wou'd  k:ndle  Darknefs  into  Day. 

10  0  may  thefe  Thoughts  poffefs  my  Breafiy 
Where-  e'er  I  rove,  where-e'er  I  rejl  I 
Nor  let  my  weaker  Paffions  dare 
Confent  to  Sin^fcr  God  is  there. 

Pause.     II. 

1 1  The  Veil  of  Night  is  no  Difguife, 

No  Screen  from  thy  Ali-fearching  Eyes  ; 
Thy  Hand  can  feize  thy  Foes  as  foon 
Thro'  Midnight  Shades  as  blazing  Noon. 

12  Midnight  and  Noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God  they're  both  alike  to  Thee, 
Not  Death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 
And  Hell  lies  naked  to  his  Eye. 

13  0 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  279 

13  O  may  thefe  Thoughts  poffefs  my  Brea/f, 
IVhere-eer  I  rove,  whcre-eer  I  rcjl  I 
Nor  let  my  weaker  faffions  dare 
Confent  to  Sin,  for  God  is  there. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Second  Part  Long  Metre. 

The  wonderful  Formation  of  Man. 
1   «  ^Tp  WAS  from  thy  Hand,  my  God,  I  came 
JL      A  Work  of  fuch  a  curious  Frame  ; 
In  me  thy  fearful  Wonders  mine, 
And  each  proclaim  thy  Skill  divine. 

t  1  hire  Eyes  did  all  my  Limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  Confufion  lay  : 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  Growth  they  took, 
ForrrTd  by  the  Model  of  thy  Book. 

3  By  Thee  my  growing  Parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy   fovereign  Councils    fram'd, 
Tne  breathing  Longs,  the  beating  Heart, 
Was  co^y'd  with    unerring  Art. 

4  At  laft  to  (hew  my  Maker's  Name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  Image  on  my  Frame, 
And  in  forne  unknown  Moment-  join'd 
The  finiuVd  Members  to  the  Mind. 

5  There  the  young  Seeds  of  Thought  bega«i 
And  all  the  Paffions  of  the  Man, 

t      Great  God,  our  Infant  Nature  pays 
Immortal  Tribute  to  thy  Praife. 
Paus  E. 

6  Lord,  fine.?  in  my  advancing  Age 
I've  acted  on  Life's  bufy  St 

1  hy  ThoQghts  of  Love  to  mefurmcimt 
The  Power  of  Numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvcy  the  Ocean  o!er, 

Anil  COU         .       Sand  that  makes  the  Shore, 

,  Before 


2g0  PSALM    CXXXhi. 

Before  my  lwifteit  i  I  could  trace 

1  Ik  :-  lYondcra  of  thy  Grace. 

8   Thefe  Oil  mv  Heart  are  ftiil  impreft, 
Vi  ith  thefe  1  give  my  Ey«s  to  Reft  j 

And  at  my  waking  Hour  I  find 
God  and  his  Love  poiiefs  my  Mind. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Third  Part.  Long  Metre- 

Sincerity  prof  eft  ^  and  Grace  tryd ;  or,  The  Heart 
Jearching    GOD. 

j   t*  >rY  God,  wnat  inward  Grief  I  feel 

IVx  When  impious  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Will ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  Lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  Name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  Soul  deteft  and  hate 
The  Sons  of  Malice  and  Deceit  ? 
Thofc  that  oppofe  thy  Laws  and  Thee, 
I  count  them  Enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  Soul,  try  every  Thought 
Thoueb  my  own  Heart  accufe  me  nor, 
Of  talking:  \j)  a  &Ke  Difguife, 

I  beg  the  Trial  ot  thine  Eyes. 

Doth  fecret  Mif  hieflurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  Come  unknown  Sin  ? 
O  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  it:  ay, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  Way. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.   Firfl  Pert.  Common  Metre. 
GO  I  •  is  every  where* 

l    TN  all  my  vaft  Concerns  with  Thee 
X     In  \  ain  my  Soul  would  try 
To  fliun  thy  Prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
Tie  Notice  of  thine  Eye. 


Thy  all-furrounding  Sight  furveys 
My  rifing  and  my  Reft, 


My 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXXIX.  28 r 

My  publick  Walks,  my  private  Ways, 
And  Secrets  of  my  Breait. 

3  My  Thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  Lips  pronounce  tht  Word, 
He  knows  the  Senle  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  Knowledge,  deep  and  high  I 

What*  can  a  Creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  Arms  J  lie, 
Befet  on  eve: 

5  So  let  thy  Grace  furround  me  iliil, 

And  1  i k: e  a  Bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  Soul  from  every  III, 
Secur'd  by  fovereign  Love. 

P    a   u   s   E. 

6  Lord,  where  (hall  guilty  Souls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  I 
In  Hell   they  meet  thy  dreadful   Fire, 
In  'Heav'n  thy  glorious   Throne. 

7  Should  I   fupprefs  my   vital   Breath 

To  Tcape  the  Wrath  divine, 
Thy  Voice  would  break  the  Bars  of  Death, 
And   make  the  Grave  refi.ni. 

o 

*  8  If  wing'd  with  Beams  of  Morning-Light 
I  fly   beyond  the  Weft, 
Thy  Hand,  which  muft  fupport  my  Flight, 
Wou'd  foon   betray  my  Rett. 

9  If  o'er  my  Sins  I  think  to  draw 
The   Curtains  of  the  Night, 
The  flaming  Eyes  that  guard  thy  Law 
Wou'd  turn  the  Shades  to  Light. 

10  The 


282  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

10  The  Beams  of  Neon,  the  Midnight-Hour 
Arc  both  alike    o  Thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Pow'r 
From    which    I   cannot  flee. 
P  s  A  L  mCAXXIX  Second  Part. Common  Metre. 
"i  be  L'/ijuom  oj  LrOD  in  tbi  Formation  if  Man. 

1  AX/  HEN  1  with  pleafing  Wonder  Hand, 

V  V     And  all  my   Frame  furvey, 
Lord,  't  s  thy  Work  ;  I  own  thy  Hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  Clay. 

2  Thy  Hand  my  Heart  and  Reins  poffeft 

Where   unborn  Nature  grew  ; 
Thy    Wifdom  all  my  Features  trae'd, 
And  rll  my  Members  drew. 

3  Thine  Eye  with   niceft  Care  furvey'd 

Ti.t  Growth  of  every  Part  ; 
Till  the  whole  Scheme  thy  Thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  Art. 

4  Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea,  and  Fire  and  Wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  Skill  ; 
But  1  leview  my  felf,  and  find 
Diviner  Wonders  ft  ill. 

5  Thy  awful  Glories  round   me  fhine, 

My  Flefh  proclaims  thy  Praife  ; 
Lord,   to  thy    Works  oi   Nature  join 
Thy  Miracles   of  Gaace. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.   14,  17,  18.  Third  Part 

Common    Metre. 
The  Mercies  of  GOD  innumerable. 

An  Evening  Pfalrn. 
ORD,  when   1  count  thy  Meicies  o'er, 
They  ftrike   me  with    Surprize  ; 
Not  all  the  Sand   that  fpread  the  Shore, 
To  equal  Numbers  rife.  2  My 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLI,  CXLIL         283 

2  My  Flefh  with  Fear  and  Wonder  ftands, 

The  Prodnfl  of  thy  Skill, 
And  hourly  Blcflings  from  thy  Hands 
Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  on  my  Heart  by  Night  I  keep  ; 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the  Hour  that  ends  my  Sleep 
Still  find  my  Thoughts  with   I  nee. 

Psalm    CXLI.    Ver.  2,  3,  4,  5. 

JVaiJofulnefs  and  Brotherly  Reproof. 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 

1  TV/f  Y  God,  accept  my  early  Vows, 
J.VX   Like  Morning  lncenie  in  thine  Houfc, 
And  let  my  nightly  Worfhip  rile 

Sweet  as  the  Evening  Sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  Lips,  and  guard  them,  Lore, 
From  every  rafh  and  heedlefs  Word  ; 

Ner  let  my  Feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  Path  where  Sinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  Righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand  ring  Way  ! 

1  hdir  gentle  Words,  like  Ointment  fhed, 
Shal]  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  HcaJ. 

4  When  I  .behold  them  pred  with  Grief, 
4  19]  cry  to  Heaven  for  their  Relief; 

And  by  my  warm  Petitions  prove 
How  much  i  prize  their  faijhful  Lo 

P  s  A  L  M 

GOD  is  the  If;; 

1   *  \yO  God  1  made  my  !  known, 

X     From  God  I 

n  V  his  Throne 
J  pour'd  out  N 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLIIL 
-ly  Soul  was  overwhelmed  with  Woes, 

My  Heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  Burdens  knows, 

He  knows  the  Way  I  take. 

3  On  evc.y  Side  I  caft  mine  Eye, 

And  found  my  Helpers  gone, 
While  Friends  and  Strangers  part  me  by 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  Cry, 

And  call'd  thy  Mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  Portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  Refuge  here* 

5  Lo-d,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low,  m 

Now  let  thine  Ear  attend, 
And  make  my  Foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

6  From  my  fad  Prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  (hall  I  praife  thy  Name, 
And  holy  Men  {hall  join  with  me, 
Thy  Kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

P  s  a  l  m      CXLIIL 

Complaint  of  heavy  Affile  ions  in  Mind  and  Bray. 

1  T\/TY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
J.VJL   Hear  when  I  fpread  my  Hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  Succour  from  thy  Throne, 

O  make  thy  Truth  and  Mercy  known, 

2  Let  Judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 
Behold  thv  Servant  pleads  thy  Grace  : 
Should  Juftice  call  us  to  thy  Bar, 

No  Man  alive  is  guiltltfs  there. 

3  Took  down  in  Pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  Woes  that  burthen  me  ; 

Down 


PSALM    CXLIIL 

Down  to  the  Duft  my  Life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  fofgOt; 

4  I  dwell  in  Darkncfs  and  unfa 

.  Heart  is  defolate  within  : 
My  Thoughts  in  mufmg  Silence  trace 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  Glimpfe  of  H 
To  bear  my  finking  Spirits  up  ; 

I  ftretch  my  Hands  to  God  again, 
And  third  like  parched  Lands  for  Rain. 

6  For  thee  I  third,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  fmiling  Face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  Joys  on  Eaith  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  Lov:  : 

-   My  God,  thy  long  Delay  to  fave, 
WilJ  fink  thy  Prifoner  to  the  Grave  ; 
My  Heart  grows  faint,  and    dim  mine  Eye  \ 
Make  hafte  to  help  before  I  die. 

8  The  Night  is  Wittiefi  tomy  Tears, 
Difl  diftrtffing  Fears  ; 

0  might  1  hear  thy  Morning  Voice, 

Ho\.  my  wearied  Powers  rejoi 

9  In  thee  I  trutr,  to  Thee  I  figh, 

fid  lift  my  heavy  Soul  on  high  ; 
f  Thee  fit  waiting  all  the  Day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  Hoiii 

10    .  'mf  Fetters,  Lord,  and  (how, 

WWcK  is  :h  • 
If  Si  a J, 

1  flee  to  h  !od. 
If  T  .'.ill, 

liill  : 


-286  PSALM    CXLIV. 

Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  Love 
Condu&  me  to  thy  Courts  above. 

12  Then  (hall  my  Soul  no  more  complain, 
The  Tempter  then  fhall  rage  in  vain  -y 
And  Flefh,  that  was  my  Foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  Spirit  more. 

Psalm     CXLIV.  Fi>Jl  Part.    Ver.   r,  2, 

jijjiftance  and  ViSlory  in  the  fpiritual  Warfare. 

1  L^OR  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
Jl  My  Saviour  and  my  Shield  ; 
He  fends  his  Spirit  with  his  Word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  Field. 

2  When  Sin  and  Hell  their  Force  unite^ 

He  makes  my  Soul  his  Care, 
Inftructs  me  to  the  heavenly  Fight, 
And  guards  me  thro'  the  War. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine 

Does  my  weak  Courage  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  Victory  mine, 
And  his  fhall  be  the  Praife.' 
Psalm   CXLIV.   Second  Part.  Ver.  ?,  4,  ?,  6. 
The  Vanity  of  Man,  and  Condefctntxon  of  GOD. 

1  OR!),  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man, 
5        Born  of  the.  Earth  at  hrft  ? 

His  Life  a  Shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hafting  to  the  Duft. 

2  O  what  is  feeble  dying  Man, 

O"  any  of  his  Pare, 
That  Gon  fhould  make  it  his  Concern 
To  vifit  him  with  Grace  f 

j  That  God  who  darts  his  Lightnings  down  ; 
Who  (hakes  the  Worlds  above, 
And  Mountains  tremble  at  his  Frown, 

How  wondVcus  is  his  Love  !  Psalm 


PSALM    CXLIV,CXLV.         287 
Psalm     GXLIV.  Third  Part.  Vcr.  12—15 

Grace  above  Riches  \     or,  The  happy  Nation , 

1  T  TAPPY  the  City,  where  their  Sons 
XJL   Like  Pillars  round  a  Palace  fet, 
And  Daughters  bright  as  polifh'd  Stones 
Give  Strength  and  Beauty  to  the  State. 

2  Happy  the  Country,  where  the  Sheep, 
Cattle,  and  Corn,  have  large  Increafe  ; 
Where  Men  fecurely  \*  ork  or  fleep, 
Nor  Sons  of  Plunder  break  the  Peace, 

3  Happy  the  Nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofe 
On  whom  the  All-fufficient  God 
Himielf  with  all  his  Grace  beftows. 

Psalm     CXLV.    Long  Metre. 
The  Greatnefs   of  GOD. 

1  ]\y[  Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife 
IVJl    Shall  fill  the  Remnant  of  my  Days  9 
Thy  Grace  employ  my  humble  Tongue 
Till  Death  an4  Glory  raife  the  Son**. 

2  The  Wings  of  ev'ry  Hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  Tribute  to  thine  Ear  - 
And  every  fettihg  Sun  fhall  fee 
New  Works  of  Duty  done  for  Thee. 

3  Thy  Truth  and  Juftice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  Bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  Stream  ; 
Thy  Mercy  fwift  ;   thine  Anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  ftubborn  Jboc. 

4  Thy  Works  with  fov'rcign  Glory  lhine ; 
And   (peak  thy  Majefty  divine  z 

Let  Britain  round  her  Shores  proclaim 
The  Sound  and  Honour  of  thy  Name. 

N  3  '   5  Let 


2S3  P  S  A  L  M     CXLV. 

5  Let  diftant  Times  and  Nations  raife 
The  long  Sueceffion  of  thy  Praife  : 
And  unborn  Ages  make  my  Song 
The  Joy  and  Labour  of  their  Tongue, 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  Deeds  ? 
Thy  Greatnefs  all  our  Thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vaft  and  unfearchable   thy   W ays, 

Vafi  and  immortal  be  thy  Praife. 
P  s  a  l  m     CXLV.     1--7,  n-13.  Firji  ParU 
The  Greatnefs  of  GOD. 

1  T    ONG  as  I  live  111  Kiefs  thy  Name, 
JL/  My  King,  my  God  of  Love  ; 
My  Work  and  Joy  fhall  be  the  fame, 

In  the  bright  World  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Power  unknown, 

And  let  his  Praife  be  great  ; 
I'll  fing  the  Honours  of  thyThrone, 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  Grace  fhall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  1 

And  wThile  my  Lips  rejoice, 
The  Men  that  hear  my  facred  Song 
Shall  join  their  chearful  Voice. 

a   Fathers  to  Sons  fhall  teach  thy  Name, 
And  Children  learn  thy  Ways  ; 
Azes  to  come  thy   Truth  Proclaim, 
"And  Nations  found  thy  Praife. 

r  Thy  glorirus  Deeds  of  ancient  Date 
Shall  through  the  World  be  known  ; 
Thine  Arm  of  Power,  thy  heavenly  State 
With  publick  Splender  fhown. 

6  The  World  is  managed  by  thy  Hands, 

Thy  Saints  are  rui'd  by  Love  >y 

And  thine  eternal  Kingdom  (lands, 

Tho'  Rocks  and  Hills  remove.  Psalm 


PSALM     CXLV.  289 

Ps  A  lm  CXLV.    Second  Part.     Vcr.    7, 

The  Gzcclnefs   of  G:d, 

1  QWEET  is  the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Grace, 
O   My    God,  my  Heavenly    King  ; 
Let  Age  to  Age  thy  Righteouihefs 

In  Sounds  of  Glory  ling. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  bat  not  confines 

His  Gojdnefs  to  the  Skies  \ 
Through  the  whole  Earth  h:s  Bounty  fhines, 
And  ev'ry  Want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  Eyes  thy  Creatures  wait 

On  Tnee  for  daily  Food, 
Thy  liberal  Hand  provides  their  Meat* 
Ar>J  fills  their  Mouths  with  Good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  Companions,  Lord  ! 

How  flow  thine  Anger  moves  ! 
13 ut  foon  he  fends  his  pardoning  Word 
To  chear  the  Souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endlefs  Race 

Thy  Power  and  Praife  proclaim  ; 
But  Saints  that  tafte  thy  richer  Grace 
Delight  to  blefs  thy    Name. 

P  s^a  l  m  CXLV.  14,    17,  crV.  Third  I 

Mercy  to  Sufferers  ;   or,    GOD  hearing   Prayer '. 

<  I    X    ET  every  Tongue  thy  Gcodnefs  fpeak, 
JLj     Thou  fovereigfa  Lord  of  mil  ; 
Thy  ftrengthning  Hands  uphold  the  Weak, 
And  raiie  the  Poor  that* fall. 

2  When  Sorrow  bows  the  Spirit  down. 
Or  Virtue  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  feme  proud  OpprefTor's  Frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  Mourners  lUit, 

N  4  3  The 


*9o  PSALM    CXLVI. 

^    The  Lord  fupports  our  tottering  Days, 
And  guides  oar  giddy  Youth  : 
Holy  and  Juft  arc  all  his  Ways, 
And  all  his  Words  are  Truth. 

4  He  knows  the  Pain  his  Sen  ants  feel, 

He  hears  his  Children  cry, 
And  their  bell  Wifhes  to  fulfil 
His  Grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  Mercy  never  (hall  remove 

From  Men  of  Heart  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  Souls,  whole  humble  Love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  Fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  Foes  his  Sword  (hall  flay* 

And  pierce  their  Hearts  with  Pain  * 
But  none  that  krvc  the  Lord  {hall  fay, 
"   They  fought  his  Aid  in  vain  ] 

7  [My  Lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  Praife, 

And  fpread  his  Fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  Sens  of  Adam  raife 
The  Honours  of  their  God.  J 

Psalm     CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 

Praife  to  GOD  for  his  Gccdnefs  and  Truth. 

1  YjRAlSE  ye  the  Lord,  My  Heart  (hall  joir* 
jf   In  Works  fo  plcafant,  ib  divine  ; 

Now  while  the  Fleih  is  mine  Abode, 
And  when  my  Soul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Piaife  ft  all  employ  my  nobleft  Powers, 
While  Immortality  endures; 

My  Days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  anJ  Thought  and  Being  laft. 

o  Why  Ihould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  ? 
Princes  mult  die  and  turn  to  Duft  ', 

Their 


PSALM    CXLVI.  291 

Their  Breath  departs,  their  Pomp  and  Power, 
And  Thoughts  all  vanifli  in  an  Hour. 

Happv  the  Man,  whofe  Hopes  rely 
On  Ifraets  God  :  He  made  the  Sky, 
And  Larth,  and  Seas,  with  all  their  Train, 
And  none  (hall  find  his  Promife  vain. 

His  Truth  for  ever  (lands  fecure  : 
He  laves  th'  Oppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor  ; 
He  fends  the  labouring  Confcience  Peace, 
And  grants  the  Prifoner  fweet  Releafe. 

The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mind  ; 
He  helps  the  Stranger  in  Diftrefs, 
The  VVidow  and  the  Fatherlels. 

He  loves  his  Saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell  : 
Thy  God,  O  Z/sh,  ever  reigns  j 
Praife  him  in  everlaiting  Strains. 

Psalm     CXLVI.  As  the  uyb  Pfalm. 
Prjafe  to  GOD  for  bis  Gocdnefs  and  Truth. 
I'LL  praife  my 'Maker  with  my  Breath  ; 
JL    And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death 
employ  mv  nobler  Powers  : 
of  Praife  mall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laic,  '■ 
Or  Immortality  endures. 

Why  mould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  \ 
Princes  muft  die  and  turrj  to  Duft  ; 

Vain  is  the  Help  of  Klefh  and  Blood  ; 
Their  Breath  depart.-,  thei    Pomp  and  1\  . 
And    rhoughtfi  all  vanifli  in  an  Hour, 

Nor  can  the\  make  thur  IV  qo<L 

N  5  ^3  H 


P  S  J  L  M    CXLVII. 

On  IjrttVi  God;  \\  ^y, 

And  Earth  anJ  Seas  with  all  uq  ; 

His  Truth  for  ever  (lands  fee'ur 
He  faves  th'  6ppreiff,  he  feeds  the  Poor, 
And  none  ffial]  find  his  Promift  vain. 

"    J!ne  Lonj  kath  %^  to  give  the  Eliiid  : 
I  :  Lord  fupports  the  Min-I  ; 

He  fends  the  laVririjj  Conference  Peace, 

He  helps  the  Strnngerln  Diftrefs, 

The  Widow  and  the  FatHcflefs, 

And  grants  the  Pris'ner  fvveet  Releafe. 

I  fe  love  his  Saints,  he  knows  them  wtll, 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell  ; 

Thy  God,  O  Hon,  ever  reigns  , 
Let  every  Tongue,  let  every  Age, 
In  this  ex  :lted  Work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  Strains. 

*>  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  Breath, 
And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  Powers  : 
My  Days  of  Praife  {hall  ne'er  be  part, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft, 
Or  Immortality  endures. 
Psal  m     CXLVII.     Flrji  Part. 

The  Divine  Nature,  Prdvider.ee,  and  Grace. 

1  T)RAIS£  ye  the  Lord  •,  'Til  good  to  raife 
JL     Our  Hearts  and  Voices  in  his  Praife  ; 
His  Nature  and  his  Works  invite 

To  make  this  Duty  our  Delight* 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufi/em, 
And  gathers  Nations  to  his  Name  : 
His  Mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  Soul, 

And  makes  the  broken  Spirit  whole,        3  He 


P  S  A  L  M    CXI  A  EL  293 

o  He  Form'd  the  Stars  thofe  heav  nly  Flames, 
He  counts  their  Numbers,  calls  their  Names, 
His  V  vafr,  and  know;  no  Bound, 

A  Deep  where  all  our  Thoughts  are  drown  d« 

4  Great  is  cur  Lord,  and  great  his  Might  ', 
And  all  his  Glories  infinite  : 
He  crowns  the  Meek,  rewards  the  Juft, 
And  treads  the  Wicked  to  the  Duft. 

Pause. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  h'.m  high, 

\V  ho  fpreads  his  Clouds  all   round  the  Sky  3 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  Rain, 
Nor  lets  the  Drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  fmiling  Fields  with  Corn  ; 
The  BeaCU  with  Food  his  Hands  fupply, 
And  the  young  Ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  Creatures  Skill  or  Force 
The  fprightly  Man,  the  warlike  Horfe, 
The  nimble  Wit,  the  active  Limb  ; 
All  are  too  mean  Delights  for  him. 

8  But  Saints  are  lovely  in  his  Sight  : 
He  views  his  Children  with  Delight  : 
He  fees  their  Hope,  he  knows  their  Fear, 
And  looks  and  loves  his  Image  there. 

Psalm    CLXVIl.  Second  / 

Summer   and    Jr  Inter. 

A  Song  for  Griat-Hritain, 

l    f~\  BritatMy  praife  thy  mighty  God, 

V-/      And  make  his  Honoun  known  abroad  ; 

He  tjrd  the  Ocean  round  thee  flow  : 

Not  Sari  of  BjraA  could  guard  thee  (6« 

2  " 


29+  PSALM    CXLVII. 

2  T^y  9hildren  are  kcure  and  bleft  ; 
Thy  Shores  have  Peace,  thy  Cities  Reft  ^ 
He  feeds  thy  Sons  with  fineft  Whc 

And  adds  his  Blefling  to  their  Meat. 

3  Thy  changing  Seafons  he  ordains, 
Thy  early  and  thy  later  Rains  ; 

His  Flakes  of  Snow  like  Wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  Corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  Froft  he  ftrews  the  Ground  ; 
His  Hail  defcends  with  clatt'ring  Sound.  : 
Where  is  the  Man  fo  vainly  bold, 
That  dares  deny  his  dreadful  Cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  Southern  Breezes  blow  ; 
The  Ice  diilblves,  the  Waters  flow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  Works  and  Ways 
To  call  the  Britons  to  his  Praife. 

6  To  all  the  Ifle  his  Laws  are  fhown  ; 
His  Gofpel  through  the  Nation  known  ', 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  Word 
To  ev'ry  Land  :  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

Psalm   CXLVII.  7~9,  13-18.  Com.  Met. 

The  Seafons  of  the  Tear. 

1  \  T  7ITH  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud* 

V  7  •     Addrcfs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  Heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  Cloud, 
And  Waters  veil  the  Sky. 

2  He  fends  his  Show'rs  of  Blefling  down 

To  chear  the  Mains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Mountains  crown, 
And  Corn  in  Valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  Ox  his  Meat,  . 

He  hearo  the  Ravens  cry  ; 

But 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  295 

But  Man  who  taftes  his  fineft  Wheat 
Should  raife  his  Honours  high. 

4  His  fteady  Couufels  change  the  Face 

Oi  the  declining  \  car  ; 

He  bids  the  Sun  cut  fhort  his  Race, 
And  v/int'ry  Days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  Frofr,  his  fleecy  Snow, 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  Ground  5 
The  liquid  Streams  forbear  to  flow, 
in  icy   Fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  Stores  on  high 

He  pours  the  ratt'ling  Hail, 
The  Wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  Courage  fail. 

■  7  He  fends  his  Word  and  melts  the  Snow, 
The  Fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  wanner  Gales  tu  blow. 
And  bids  the  Spring  return. 

8  The  changing  Wind,  the  flying  Cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  Word  : 
With  Songs  and  Honour  founding  louc*9 
Praife  ye  the  Sov'reign  Lord. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.  Proper  Metre* 

Praife  to  GOD  from  all  Creatures. 

I   \7^  Tribes  of  Adam*  pin 

X       With  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
And  offer  Notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  Praife, 
Ye  holy    Th: 
Of  Angels    bi  ighi, 
In   Worlds  of  Light 
Begin  the  Song. 

%  Thou 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVIII. 

2  Thou    Sun    with    dazzling    Rays, 
And    Moon   that   rule;,    the    Night 
Shine  to  your   Maker's   Praife, 
With   Stars  of  twinkling   Light. 

His    Power   declare, 
Ye    Floods    on    h'*eh, 
And    Clouds   that  fly 
In  empty   Air. 

3  The  fhbing  Worlds  above 
In   glorious   Order  ftand, 
Or  in    fwift  Courfes    move, 
By    his    fupreme    Command. 

He  fpakc  the    Word, 
And   all   their   Frame 
From   nothing  came 
To  pr?.ife    the    Lord. 

4  Ke  mov'd    their  mighty   Wheels 
In  unknown  Ages  paft, 

And   each   his    Word  fulfils. 
While  Time  and  Nature  laft. 

In   different   Ways 

His    Works   proclaim 

His    wondrous    Name, 

And   fpeak  his   praife. 

Pause. 

5  Let  all  the  Earth-born  Race 
And  Monfters  of  the  Deep  % 
The  fifh    that  cleave   the  Seas, 

in    their  JBofom  fleep, 
From  Sea  and    Shore 
Their    Tribute    pay, 
And    ftill    difplay 

Their  Mater's  PoWer. 


6  Yq. 


P  S  A  L  At    CXLVIIL 

b  Ye  Vapours,  Mail,  and  Snow, 
Praifc  ye  rh'  AJmighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  Winds  tn:a  blow 
To  execute  his  Word, 

When  Lightning?  fhine 

Or    Thunders    roar, 

Let    Earth   adore 

His    Hand    divine. 

;  Ve  Mountains  near   the  Skies,, 
With    lofty    Cedars   there, 
And    Trees  of  humbler  Size, 
That  Fruit  in  Plenty  bear  ; 

Beafts    wild    and    tame, 

Birds,   Flies  and    Worms^ 

In    various  Forms 

Exalt   his    Name. 

8  Ye    Kings   and    Judges   fear 
The   Loid  the  fovercign    King  5 
And  while  you  rule    us   here; 
His  heavenly    Honours  fing  ; 

Nor   let  the  Dream 

Of  Power  and    State 

Make  you  forget'  •     » 

His    Power  iupreme. 

g  Virgins,    and  Youths,  engage 
To    found    his  Praife    divine. 
While  Infancy    and   Aee 
*  Their   feebler   Voices  join  : 
Wide  as  he    reigns 
His  Name    be   fung 
By   every    Tongue 
In  endlefs   Strains. 
10  Let  all  the  Nations    fear 
The   God  that  rules  above  )   , 


*Q3  psalm   cxlviii. 

He  brings   his  People  near, 
And  makes  them  tafte  his  Love  : 

While  Earth  and  Sky 

Attempt  his  Praife, 

His  Saints  (hall  raife 

His  Honours  high. 

Psalm    CXLVIII.  Paraphrased  in  Long  Metre. 
Univerfol  Praife   to   GOD. 

1  T    OUD  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 
JL^Fromdiftant  Worlds  whereCreatures dwell : 
Let  Heav'n  begin  the  folemn  Word, 

And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  Hell. 

Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  the 
old  1 12th  or  127th  Pfalm  if  the f  two  Lines  be  added 
to  every  Stajiza  (viz.) 

Each  of  his  Works  his  Name  difplays, 
For  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  Praife. 

Othtrwifc  it  muji  be  fung  to  the  ufual  Tunes  of  the 
Long  Metre. 

2  The  Lord  !   how  abfolute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  ev'ry  Angel  bend  his  Knee  \ 
Sing  of  his  Love  in  heav'nly  Strains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  Terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  Throne  his  Glories  dwell. 
An  awful  Throne  of  fhining  Bjiis  : 
Fly  thro'  the  World,  O  Sun  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  Beams  compafd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  Tempefts,  and  his  Fame 
In  bounds  of  dreadful  Praife  declare  ; 
And  the  fweet  Whifper  oi  his  Name 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  Breeze  of  Air* 

j  Let 


P  S  A  L  M     CXLVIII.  299 

5  Let  Clouds,  and  Win-Is,  and  Waves  agree 
To  join  their  Praife  with  blazing  Fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  Earth  and  rolling  oca 

In  this  eternal  Song  eonfpire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  Plains  proclaim  his  Skill  ; 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  Eye  ; 
And  let  his  Praife  from  ev'ry  Hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  Sky. 

7  Ye  dubborn  Oaks,  and  frately  Pines, 
Bend  your  high  Branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  Beads,  In  dift'Vent  Strains  ; 
The  Lamb  mud  bleat,  the  Lion  roar. 

%  Birds,  ye  mud  make  his  Praife  your  Theme, 
Nature  demands  a  Song  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  Fifh  that  cut  the  Stream 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  Praifes  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  Tongue, 
When  Nature  all  around  you  lings  f 

O  for  a  Shout  from  Old  and  Young, 
From  humble  0 wains  and  lo.ty  Kings  ! 

10  Wide  as  his  vad  Dominion  lies' 
Make  the  Creator's  Name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his    Thunder  fhout  his  Praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  Throne. 

I  1    "Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  Word  ! 
()  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  Tongue  ! 
But  Saints  who  bed  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raifc  the  nob! ell  Song. 

12   Speak  of  the  Wonders  of  that  Love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  Chord  : 
From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Lcud  Hallelujah 's  to  the  Lord, 

Ps  AIM 


300  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.     Shcrt  Metre. 

U hi  v  erf  a  I  Praifc. 

1  T    FT  cv'ry  Creature  join 

^L/     To  praife  th'  eternal  God  ? 
Ye  heav'nly  Hofts,  the  Song  begin. 
And  found  his  Name  abroad, 

2  1  hou  Sun  with  golden  Beams, 

And  Moon  with  paler  Rays, 
Ye  frarry  Lights,  ye  twinkling  Flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  Worlds  above, 

And  nVd  their  wond'rous  Frame  ; 
By  his  Command  they  (land  or  move, 
And  ever  fpeak  his  Name. 

4  Ye  Vapours,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  Show'rs  or  Snow, 
Ye  Thunders  murmuring  round  the  Skies3 
His  PowV  and  Glory  ihow. 

5  Wind,  Hail,  and  fl .lfhing  Fire, 

Agree  to  praiie  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  Storms  confpire 
To  execute  his  Word. 

6  By  all  his  Works  above 

His  Honours  be  expreft  ; 
But  Saints  that  tafte  his  faving  Love 
Shouid  fmg  his  Praifes  beft. 

P    A    U    S    E.  I. 

7  Let  Earth  and  Ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  Praife  \  . 
Praife  him,  ye  wat'ry  Worlds  below, 
And  Moufters  of  the  Seas, 

8  From 


P  S  A  I  M    CXLVIH.  331 

%  From  Mountains  near  the  Sky 
Let  his  high  praife  refound, 
From  humble  Shrubs  and  Cedars  hi 
And  Vales  and  Fields  around. 

9  Ye  Lions  of  the  Wood, 

And  tamer  Beafts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  Food, 
And  he  expects  your  Praife. 

10  Ye  Birds   of  lofty  Wing, 

On  high  his  Praifes  bear  ; 
Or  lit  on  flo.w'ry  Boughs  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  Glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  Ants  and  Worms, 

His  various  Wifdom  fhow, 
And  Flies  in  all  your  (hining  Swarms9 
Praife  him  that  dreft  you  fo. 

12  By  all  the  Earth-born  Race, 

His  Honours  be  exprefs'd, 
But  Saints  that  know  his  heavenly  Grace, 
Should  learn  to  Praife  him  beft. 
Pause  II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  Command, 

Praife  ye  th'  eternal  King, 
Judges,  adore  that  fn;ereign  Hand, 
Whence  all  your  Honour*  fpring. 

14  Let  vigorous  Youth  engage 

To  found  his  Praifes  hign  ; 
While  growing  Babes  and  withering  Age 
Their  feebler  Voices  try.    • 

15  United  Zeal  be  fbown 

His  wondrous  Fame  to  raife  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  ;  His  Name  alcne 
Deferves  our  endiefs  Praife, 

16  Let 


3o2  P  S  A  L  M    CXLIX. 

16  Let  Nature  join  with  Art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  Saints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  Heart 
Should  fing  his  Praife^  heft. 

Psalm     CXLIX. 

Praife  GOD,  all  his  Saints  ;  or,  The  Saints  judging 
ih  eWorld. 

1  A  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoyce, 
jljL   And  let  your  Songs  be  new  ; 
Amidft  the  Church  with  chearful  Voice 

His  later  Wonders  (hew. 

2  The  Jews  the  People  of  his  Grace, 

Shall  their  Redeemer  ling  ; 
And  Genti.e  Nations  join  the  Praife 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  Pleafure  in  the  Juft, 

V\  hora  dinners  treat  with  Scorn  : 
The  Meek  that  lies  defpifs'd  in  Dufi  . 
Salvation  fhall  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  King 

E'en  on  a  dying  Bed  : 
And  like  the  Souls  in  Glory  fing, 
For  God  fhall  raife  the  Dead. 

5  Then  his  high  Praife  fhall  fill  their  Tongues* 

Their  Hand  fhall  wield  the  Sword  : 
And  Vengeance  fhall  attend  their  Songs, 
The  Vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chrijl  his  Judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bids  the  World  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  Friends 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  The 


PSALM    CL.  303 

j  Then  {ha1!  they  rule  with   iron-Rod 
Nations  that  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  join  the  Sentence  of  their  God, 
On    tyrants  doom'd  to  Hell. 

The  Royal  Sinners  bound  in  Chains 

New    Triumph  (hall  afford  : 
Such  Honour  for  the  Saints  remains  : 

Ptaife  ye  and  love  the  Loid. 

Psalm     CL.      1,  z,  6. 

A  Song  of  Praife. 

TN  God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  Praife, 
*    His  Grace  he  there  jeveals  ; 
To  Heav'n  your  Joy  and  Wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  Glory  dwells. 

Let  all  your  facred  Paflions  move, 

While  you  rehearfe  his  Deeds  ; 
But  the  great  Work  of  faying  Love 

Your  higheft  Praife  exceeds. 

;  All  that  have  Motion,  Life  and  Breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  bleit  > 
Yet  when  mv  Voice  expires  in  Death, 
My  Soul  fhail  praife  him  belt. 

The  Chrijtian  Doxology , 
A  Long    Metre. 

^TpO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
J.      And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Htaife,  and  Glofy  giv'n 
By  all  on  (nd  all  in 

Common 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Sj  irit.be  adoi'J, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  know  1, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord.  Common 


304  D    O   X    O   L   O    C    I    1 

Common  mstxtiwheretbe  Tune  indudestzvoS V - 
1. 

THE  God  of  Mercy   be  ador'd, 
Who  calls    oar    Souls    from   Death, 
Who    faves  by  his  redeeming  Wordy 
And    New-creating   Breath. 

11. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and   the  Son, 

And    Spirit   all  'Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let    Saints   and    Angels  join. 

Short   Metre. 
"V^E  Angels   round  the  Throne, 
*     And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Wcrfhip  the   Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  -blefs  the  Spirit    tee. 

As   the  1 1 3//;   Pfalm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and    facred  three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be, 
Eternal  Praife  and  Glory  giv'n, 
Thro'  all  (he  Worlds  where  God  is   knovvr.- 
By   ?11  the  Angels  neai  "the   Throne, 
And  all  file  Saints  in  Earth  and  Heav'n. 

Js  the    [48//;    Pfalm. 

TO  God  the  father's    Throne 
Perpetual    Honours  raile  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  Praife  : 
With  all  our   Pcweis, 
Eternal    King, 
Thy  Name   we    fing, 
While  Faith   adoitb. 

T  H  E    E  N  D. 


An     INDEX, 

O  R 
TABLE  to  find  a  Pfalm  fuited  to  particular 
Suejucts  or  Occasion's. 

Note,  In  this  Table  I  have  not  directed  to  the feveral 
Parts  of  Vet  res  of  the  Pjal-mjeji  it  fhould  breed  too  vreat 
a  Confu/i.n  cf  Figures,  14' bat  irfikgbt  in  any  Pja'm? 
may  ra/ily  be  found  by  turning  a  Leaf  or  t*W§  backward 
or  forward  to  ibe  d if  in  ft  Parts  of  Metres 

If  you  find  not  uuhat  Word  you  feek  in  this  T  able  feek 
another  of  the  fame  Signification  :  Or>  feek  it  under  iome 
of  the  more  general  IVcrdj,  fuch  as  Gjd,  ChriiT, 
Chu.ch,  Saints,  Pfalm,  Pravc,  Praife,  Aftti&ion, 
Grace,   Deliverance,   Death,   cifc. 

A  Si  n  firrs  different  y  [.gentle 

A  D  Withe  fir  J}  and  fecond      io$,moderafed    I  2  >  •  <very 

their    Dominion    8-  ^rtAl    102.    1 43,  77. 

Afflifted,  Pity  to  them\  I»35*    Aged  Saints  Refection  and 
and  tempted  fupp'.-rted   ff$        Hq/H  7!. 
14.;,  156.  theirPrav :r  ior»    All-feeing  God    13^. 
I43 .  Saints  ha/py  73,119,    A r  gt : Is  'Guardian    34,  9 1 ; 
14th  Part    94.  aUfzbjeBU  Chrijt  89  97 

A  frictions, //<?/>*  intbfMfty      Praife  theLord\OTf,frej€Ul 
I'J  77,   Support    and  Profit     in  Ckurcbti  1 38. 
119,  14th  Part.  Infiruclion   Appea  uQada    lin/fPerA* 
by  them  94,  II 9  18  h  Part,   tui  >in- 

f and  if  yd   94       1  19,     1 3th    ct  I  3  I. 

Part.  Courage  in  t htm  I  I  9,    AXc   nfion  0/  0$, 

17th Part. removd  hyPrax  >■   4.7,    l-IO 

3|.     107    Submfion  m  them    A(flft*nC  T  4  'r .  I  3S 

I  Z  3  ,   I  j  ! ,   39  /rr;;;  M«A  fee    A  the  i  I  :    | '  ,  I  z 

■   Mind  and    punijhd    10. 
\g  ourGritcei   Attribul  -    fjy  iri, 

1  19  1  'thP«  t   ivtbcut     1 4-,    r 47. 
7; on    Sc),  of  Sa :  'its  a nd  A u thority  fi  on  3  0  i  7c. 


I    N    D    E    X. 

B  Jico/iJCon\\r.g,or  bis  [near- 

I>  ^ckfl:dinec0tf//«  D//-   nation,  Kingdom  andfudg- 
J  trefs  and  Dtfertion  r\    ment  9*),     97,    98    the  true 
reftord^X  par  aond-;%, l^O.    DavH  ^9,  3^      his    Death 
¥iV$i\i\(£ofGodinth'Bufine.l's  and    R'furetticn    22,    16, 
and  Comjorts  of  Li'"t:  127.    69  r/rEte rrV  Creator  102. 
Bieffin.>?s  o/'rt  Family  128,   fxalt^n  /o  //>*  K  npdnm  2. 
133    of  aKation  144,1  *7      2I»  &»  7  2'   '  IO   *"r  F.xam- 
cf  tt  eCoun:\-  65,1+7.  of  a   P  e  109  Fairh  in  bis  Blood 
Ptrjon  I,  32,   112.  51  God    Art*  Mai     89    bis 

Blood    of   Chrift    clearfing   Gochead   102  our  Hope  4, 
from  Sin  5  1    69  5  I  bis  Incarnation  and 6k- 

Bookcf  fcattirtaxdScrifture  crifice  40  tbeK\x)^,and  the 
19. 1  19  4th  Part  Britain'1  Church  bis  Spou/e  41  his 
Profp(ritx6~  deliver*  dfrom  K  ngaomamongGtv.uh  VJ2t 
Slavery  j  5  Happintjs  1 47  87,  I  32  £/j  Love  W  £«£- 
BrotheriyL-z/*  ^lZ^epr00j  fnies  109  y$btsl^ajefij  97, 
141.  09  £/VV1ediatoria!A'/>/£rf0/» 

BuhntCs  of  Lifi  hlef  127.      89,110   ^'./Obedience  *W 
C  l)*a:b  69  hi:  perfonal  G*4- 

CAre    of  God  over  bis  rits     ana    Goverment      4.5. 
S&nU    34  prci  rdbyCbildnn%    Prieft 

Charit>  ft> /£/  P**r  37,41,  a  //King  no,  A/j  Refur: 
llz,anAJufticeit;  112.  wlftiOA  •« /*«  Lord't  D;f 
mixedvcuhbnprecation-s  35    I  V8.00JT Strength  and.R.gb- 

ChaliifesKnt//#^fflifiions  teoujnejs  71    £"  Sufferings 

Children  praifing  God  8  «»<* Kingdom  2  22,69  Au 
made  Blrfftngs  12?  128.  Sufferings  for  curSalvarion 
infit  uctea  34,   78.  69  Aw  Zeal  W  Reproaches 

Chiilt  /A*  taW  Adam,A/j  ibid 
Incarnation,  bisDomtioi6*%   Chiifc  W^talif  cations  1 ;, 
his   \ll-ioflki  nc\    16.  A//   24    CWrA  «**>  0/ Jews 

Afcenlion  24,  68,    I  to  /A/  rf*V  Gentiles   87. 
CI  -  ch*j  Foundation   18.  <  hqrch  its  Beauty  45,  48, 
Aw  Coming  rA*%«  of  it   ui/ArBirth- place  e^f'»M 
12.  Ai/Condefcenfi  wand  87  bo;lt  onJejusCh 
Glorification  8.  Covenant   Deli  tf'V.'* !'  z7' 

tnadc-wtth  bimtyfirft  and  Deltiuaion  0)  Euemt'S  p>*< 


eds 


I     N     D     E     X. 

from   thtr.ce  76.     Ga-   Communion    nvith    Saint* 
d  1  \z    of  the   1 06,    133. 
Gentiles  45,47.  God  f^h:s  Con  eftion  cf c«rPc~<nty\6 
tr  46,    10,    20   God's  of  Sin/Ripentdnee^^ pdr* 
I  32,84.  God's  don  32,  51,  3*8,  13c,  I43. 
132.   Confcicrce      /^«^r     119, 
;2  Going  /c    1  ^th  Part.  itsGuilt  relieved 
it  122    tbilioujelS Cart  of  58,  32,  51,  130 
God  133  of  the  Jews  nt.d  Contention    complain9  J    i 
iti}eity  in  JncrcsL(e6j9   120.  Convcife  nvitb  God 
P  aver  n»  Dfreh  80    Per-    119,  2r  Part.   63 
(treated    fee      Perfccution.    CGnveruon  at d  Jr.y  \  iG  at 
.>rV  by  Praver  85,   02,    /^  Afctwfion  pfChrifi  1  io. 
107     its  Safety  in  haticr.al  cf]zws    and  Gentiles    87, 

0  ati .7.5  :6  is  the  Safety    ic6,   96. 
0*4  Honomt  0   a  Nation  48  Cor  re  61!  on    ^    Affli&ion. 
the  Spcufi  of  Chrift  ^5.   />j  Corruption  cf  l\lar.r.trs  g<: 
ip     and      Order    48     r.eralw,   12. 
:h  agaivjl  E-.f'Ti-e: pro-   Counf  1    and  Sui port  frcrr. 
ceeds  ib'nce   76  God  16,   119 

Colonies  planted    \c~.  Courage  in  Death  1  6,  1  7 

Comfort,  .        •       1.  inPtrftcution  I  19  17th 

4.32,  119  i  ith  cr.d    i2:h   Part.   Covenant  made  with 
rVGodpf.,   Chfift    89.  c/  (Trace   */#- 
\6  from  ancient?***  vice  nee    chargeable  89,    ic6. 

>    //<*//"  127.   Creation    **</   Providence 

130.  rj5  136,3^101.1  147,148. 

Company  ^o\  <.  rc£ture?  no  Truth  in  them 

fCoroplaii  rom  Ci,  53,  146.  vain  c5God 

publicWofjbip^i  ofSickn.fs  JH-JiiJ/fci/nt    $?      Prafing 
.:-  God    148. 
1.12c/'  D 

Tmpta  TT\  4  ^]y  B*&*f'**5  v  r  39 

"J    JLJ'Da'  rfHumliatiorfcr 

yi ntments  jr.  War  60 

ard   Rnurrecl.cn    rf 

1 6    Of)  of  Saints  and9 

'47.  S/a  "49-  andSuf 

O  /"■'*? 


INDEX. 

firings  9/CbnJI  ZU 69  D<-  Devotion  daily  55,  134, 
liver ance  from  it  31.  and  !  4 1  on  a  ftck  Bed  ^9,  6. 
/V/afe  49     "**  tht  ReJur'    fi*   Morr'ing'      Evening, 

fee?  of  Si*  9°  ,     Defence  pray^forc     and 

Defence  in  God  3,121  «»<^     #«/><  42.  /"  Knowledge. 
S,W«  «  God  .8,  61.     Dife.fc,A  SickneCs.     . 
De'ayineS/»»'"<w"*r/"/9>   Dulrefs  0fSoulorBackJl,d- 
BeVwht  and  Safety    in  the     ing  and  Dejerfon  25.    r#- 

CW  a8,  27-  84  '■  '*'  r,         •  5''    Vm 

Law  »f  God  119,  5^  8th  Dominion    e/"  A/<w     nw 

W  1  SthParts.  in  God  63     &*««»<   8 

42.   73,    84,    18.  Doubts  anaFsanfufprtred 

DeUv'rance  hegun  and  per-     3-  3«>  »43 •    ' 
/*=?*/  8  1     />■««  Dcfoair  18   Drunkard  andGlutton  107. 
^de  pW,  34.  40-   Dutv,GodyManI5,24. 

Oppreffion  €sT  F#""  5*    Heaven,  Church,  fcfc 
/re* Perfection  53.  94  4>-  «•      , 

Praver  34,40  85,  126/r^;  £Ducat>)°"';<  '£'""34  78 

de;p;;:su  poking  ^.  E«d^;^««w/^*- 

/-•«  Temptation  3,  6  13,     ed  C,   37. 

18    /"row  a    Tumult    118    Enemies  iwrnu  1 S  pray- 

Defertion  & Difre/,  "fSoul    ed  for    3;,   .09  ^/?r*j^ 

i*    ?8    14.1  ,2    7      ^ 

n'rJc/K^^dgen9  9th  Envvyc/^/VarV37,49 
Part,   of  Holiness  119  nth  Equity  andWiJdom  0/  Fro- 
Part.  e/Ce*rerr  W  D«/«-  J"de.BC£1i  . 
W««  119,  1  2th  Part   ./■  Evening  Pf-lm  +   139  «4« 
fuictHingdract  ll9,    1 5th   Evidences  ,/&,«,  t  ,//• 

part    *  Examination    zb.  of  bin- 

Defolations.   the  Church'*    cnity  .3,    19.    «3Q 

Safety  in  them  46  ^1  Ime,    It  Ne,g»t,o«r, 

Defpair  and  Hope  in  Death     1 20    Magtjirates  1 1 ,  5 8, 

»7  4s).  Deliverance/re//»     Si 
;,  ,fl :    ,,a  Exaltation  e/C/,rr/?  /«  /*« 


I     N     D     E     X. 

Kingdom  2,21,22,69,  72,   Glorv  ofGoi  in  cur  Salva- 
I  10.  tion  69.  and  Grace  fromijecf 

Examination    or  Evidences  84.,    97 1    8  ;• 

Gract  2  5,  139.  Glutton    ;S.     and  Drunk • 

1  "xhortatioiia   to  Ft  ace  and  ard    I 

Hoiinefs    34.  God  ft/i ;/;  rJll  17.  AlKfee- 

F  i.  g  139     All-fufficient  16, 

F\\th&  Prayercfperfccu-  35  hisBeinyj^r*i*/#,r**/ 
tedSaintsT,^  in  theBlood  Providence  56,65  I  47  />// 
ofCvrifl^  1,52  r«  Divine  Care  of  Faints  ~j  l\  W/Cn- 
Gt ace  and  Pifrrtr  62,1  :o  a: ion  9*^  Providence  ^3  , 
Faithfulnefs  0/  Goct  89..  104,  &c.  <?ar  Defence  **^ 
I05,  III,  I45,  1^.6.  of  Salvation  J,  6£,  33.  115 
7l/<zfl    15,    141.  Eternal    and  fevertign  and 

Falihood, Btap-bemy,  6cc  ii<  bcly  g$  Eternal  ***  Man 
and  Opfrfjnoriy  Deliverance  mcrta/go,  102  Fai  h-uliefs 
/rca*  /Am   12   56  105,111,89   Glorified  and 

Family  Gov^rment  IOI.  dinners  javea  69  G 00c nefs 
Love  and  WorJ})ip  133  andMercj  J45,  '.03  Good- 
Blefpngs    128.  btfe  A**'    7Y«/£  1 45,   I46. 

Fears  £rf  Doubts  fuppreffed.    G  jvernirg  P Giver  &  Good- 
54.31:?.'  theWerJhip  ojGod  nets  66  Great  &  Good  I44 
Sg,ggo/"God\  19,  ^thPart  68,  145,  1 47 Heart/**/ <:>>?- 
Flattery    tf/z*'   Deceit    com-  ing  139  ear  £-/;/>>  Hope  j^ 
plained  of  12,    36.  Xfry  142.   /Zv  Judge  9,50 

Forgive  ne  Is  fee  Paidon.  97  Kind  to  hi:  People  145, 
Formal  Wcrjbip  50.  146.  bis   Majcfly   97  and 

Frailty  of  Man  89  90,  144  Cancel  cob  or.  \  15,1^^'Ur- 
Fietfulnefs  difouragd  37 .  cy  andTmih  $6,103  l3&» 
<F)iendfhip  its  Blefjings  133  89  1^5.  made  M-n8  r/* 
Funeral   rW/rc   89,90.         Nature  and  Grace    C5, 

G  Perfections  111,  -6,   145, 

G  Entiles  given  toChrifl  I47  uur  Portion  &  Chuit 
2,22,  jz.Cburcbfy  our  Hcpe  4  car  Portion  }:eie 
65  72,87.  Owning  1  he  true  and  her  ea/ttr  7  j  bisVovH  r 
GW  96,  98,  47.  and  Nlaftjh  68,89  93,  96. 

Glorification  fc5  Condefcen-  Prais'd  by  Children  8,  car 
Ron  of  Cbrifi   8,   45.  Pieferver  1  2  1, 1  38     ireier.t 

0    2 


INDEX. 


in  bis  Churches  84.  our 
Refuge  in  national  Tr cu- 
bits 46.  cur  Shepherd  23 

bis  Sovereignly  and  Good- 

nefs  to  Man  8,   1 1,   3,   144 

farSupport  andComfort  94. 

Supreme  Gtnjernour  82,93, 
75.   his    Vergeance    and 

Companion  63,  97.  Un- 
changeable  89,  III.    bis 

Univerfal    Dominion    io? 
bis  Wifdom    in  bis  Works 
ill,  139.   Worthy  of  all 
Praife    145,  146,   150 

Good  Works  15,  2 i,  112, 
Frofit  Men,    not    God  16. 

Goodncfs  of  God  8,  103, 
HI,    145,    146. 

Gofpei  'its  Glory  ?jf  Succtjs 
1945,110.  joyful  Sound 
Sg^Sy^crjbrpb'Order  48 

Goverrnent  of  Chrifl  45. 
from  God  75. 

Grace  itsEvidences  cr  Self- 
Examination  26,  I  30  a- 
ho've  Riches  144.  without 
Merit    1 6,  32     of  Chriji 

45,72.    and  Providence^), 

36  13^  I36>  :47  P'c- 
J,r>vitig  and  reform?  138, 
STrtf/A  and  Protection  75 
Try  d  by  /Sffli3i»m  17,66, 
i  25  *<^  G^  84,  97, 
far  do 'ling  1  30 
Guilt  of  Conference  relieved 


H 

tJAppv  Sainr  rfW  curbed 

Sinner      1 . 
Harvell  65,    126,    147. 
Health,    S'cknejs,   and  Re- 

covtry  6,  3c,  31.  Prayed 
for  6,  38,  39 
Heart  known  to  God  139. 
Heaiir.g  of  Prayer  and 
Salvation  4,  ro,  66,  102. 
Heaven    of  jeperate     dou's 

and  Refurreclion  17       the 

Saints  dwelling  Place  24. 
Hoiinefs,  Pardon  and  Com- 
fort 4.  D  fired  1 19     i  [th 

Part.      />n?/>y?     119,     3-/ 

Pait.      159. 
Hope  in  Darknefs    I  3,  77, 

143,   of  Refurreclion    16, 

7  I,  flW  Defpair  in  Death 
1 7,  49  and  Prayer  1 7 .for 

Victory  20  ari  Direction 

42  frr  Jffliclions  42,  143. 
Hofanna  <?//£*  Children  8. 

/ir  /^/  Lordfs-Day  1 18. 
Houiliold  y£*  Family. 
Humiliation   Z)tfy    io.  for 

Disappointment  60. 
Humility     *W  SubmtJJion 

131,    139 
Hy  poor  ices  **//  1/ypocny 

12    53- 

I 

TDolatry     reproved    16, 
J  hovah 


INDEX. 


Jehovah  68,83.  reigns  93,  Kinedom    of   Chrif,    fee 


96.     97 
Jews,   fee  [{rati. 
Imagei,  fit   Idolatry. 

Imprecation^ Char: 7v  35 
Incarnation  96    97,  98. 

and  Sacrifice  ofCbrij}  40. 
Infants  1^9.  /Vf  Children. 
Inflruction  /r$;w  G^  25 


Cn  ill. 

Knowledge     ^//W      19, 
1 19.      y'.h     Part. 
L 

LAW  of  God  Delight  in 
it     119. 
Liberality    rewarded    41, 
]  12. 
/re**    Scripture  1 19,     4th  Life  *;H  K*r£#j  their  V*' 
cnd-jtii  Par*.- ,  in  Piety  34.      7/:'/y   49.  j#3f7   and  feble 
Inflruclive     Ajficl  on     94.      89,   90,    144. 
Intemperance  puniJHid~%.    Longing  after  Gcd '63,  42. 
and  pardon  d  I07  LoTd's-day       Pfulm       92 


Joy  r/*  Conuerfon  126. 
/^     Delight. 

lfrael  «*  'a from  the  AfTv- 
rians  76.  faifd  from  E- 
gvpt,  aW  brought  to  Ca- 
raan  135,  13^.  77,  105, 
107.  Rebellion  andPunijh- 
ment  78  pun:Jb'd&  par- 
don  d  lo6>    107     Travels 


I  I «.  Moaning  5,  19,  63. 
Love  ^  Gg^  to  the  Righ- 
teous, and  Hatred  to  the 
IV i eked  1,11  to  vurKeigt- 
bour  35  ofChrift  to  Sin- 
fieri  3  5  of  God  better  than 
Life  63  of  God  unchan- 
geable ICQ,  $9-  to  Enemies 
109,35  Brotherly  1  3  3  & 
Wr.rjhip  in  a  Family  ibid 
and 


in  the  Wilder  mi's  1  07, 1  14 

;ner.t  and    Mercy    9,    Luxury  punift?  d  78 
63    Dav  1,50,26,  97  98,     pardon  d  ic   . 
149.   Seat  of  God  9.  M 

Juitice  of  Providence  9  *«</  1\  /T  Agirtrates 
Truth  towards  Men  \t. 


arneJ 


JuiLfication/r^  32     130 
K 


iVL  58  8z  Qjalif cations 

101  raited  and  oipoeai^* 

Mcjeity  e/G<^  68  lee  God 

KING    r'i    /£*  Care  of  Mao  &sj  Vanity   as   mortal 
Heaven   21.  398990    I44     Domin'cn 

King    William  aW  King  o-utr  Cfiaturt*    8    M.rtal 
George    75,  and  Chnft    eternal    102. 

O  3  ri'ondtrful 


I     N     D     E     X. 

Wonderful  Formation   139    Nature    and  Scripture    k., 
Mariners   Pjalm  107.  ng     7th    Part,    of  Man 

Maiiage  myfl.eal  45  139 

MtPtx  tfaFami^  |0J4        Ncw-Eng!and  Plalm    ioy. 
M  dilation    :,    63,    up,      Novem     5th   115,  124 

«jth  *W  6th   Part  O 

Melancholy   reproved  42.    /*~N .  B? (Hence  fncere 

and  Htpr  77.  renin-' d  126    V  >^    l8,    I  19.    £*//«* 

Mercies  common  and  rpecial     Sacrifice  50. 

,  1C3.  Spiritual  &  Tern     Old    Age,    Z>tf/£   98.   0*4 

;°r'^'     103.     Innumerable     Re'urreclion.  71,     89 

1  "o.  Ewrhfling  (36  7?<r-   Omnipotence,      Omr)ifc*r- 

coriud  i c 7   and  Judgment    ence,  Omniprefence,  E 

9.  fiW  7V«/£  c/GW  ;6-?       /**  God. 

103,  89,  136,14-,  146.  P 

Men';  difclaimd  16.  T)  \xc\or\  choline )s  IfjCen- 

•  Me.fiiah,   fo   Chrift.  Jf^  fort  4.   0/  J^ckJHdiwg 

Midnight     Thoughts,    6],      78,  *W  Direction  25,  ***' 

139,119  5:hcjf6th  /W//      Repentance  prayed  for  38, 
•Minifters  ordain'd  132.  W  Confeffion  32,   e/*r/~ 

Miracles  /a  //^    Wilder  nefs  ginal   and   aclual  Sin   51. 

H4.  plentiful  voith  God  I  30. 

Mojning  F/^/w  3,  141.  ^  Patience    «*<&r    AfflUlion: 

a   Sabbath   J,    19,  63.  39.   under  Per fecut ions  37 

Mortality  of  Man,  39,  49,     44.   fa  Darknejs  77,  1 30, 

qo     aW    #0/*    89      *zW      131. 

God's  Eternity  qO)  102.      Peace  and  Holinefs  encou* 
N  r^'^    34  w/'/A  Atff«  *//- 

NAtior.'s  Honour    and  fired  120. 
SV>/y  w  /£*  Church  Perfections     o/"  Ga</    1 1  c, 
48.    Projperity  67,  I44.  145.    14.7,    136. 

£  lets' d  and punijb'd  107 .     Perleoted      vSWa/j     /A//> 
National    Deliverance  67 ,      Prayer  and  Faith  35,  44, 
75,76,  124,  126    Defola-      74,  80    83. 
//c/7.r,  /£*  Church's  Safty  Perlecution,  Victory    over 
and  Triumph  in  them  46,  "  £»</ 


N    D 


and   Deliverance  from  it 
"  ■    94.    Cturagt   in    ii 
tl   Part. 

c  u  tors      funiflfd     7> 
I  nj    14*3     Tb$ir  Folly  14 

&  m  p  la  1  n  V  c ."  ^ ,  44.  74, 

So,   -  i/iom 

9   10 

Perfevcrance  138.  in  Tri- 
als   119    17th   Pa-t 

Perfonaf  Gloria    of  Curif 

45; 
Pcitilence,  Prefer-ja-iion  in 

Piety,  Intrusions  therein 
34.   /*f  Saint. 

Pity  /u.^  Jffiifted  41. 
./**  Charity,   God. 

Pleading  without  repining 
39,  123  /£*  Promifes  I  19 
10th   Part. 

Poor,  Charity  to  thitn  15, 
37,  4f.   112. 

Portion  of  Saints  and  Six- 
tiers    11,    17      37 

Poverty  co^fefs'd  16. 

Power  flW  Majefty  of  God- 
89.  68,  1  ^5    Jee  God. 

Pra&ical   Atbeifm   14,    36. 

"Praife  /a  God  Jrom  Chil- 
dren 8,/#r  Creation  #W 
Providence  33,  104  to 
our  Creator  100  from  all 
Creatures  148.  for  emi- 
nent    Deliverances     3  f, 


US    General     86,    I 

for     Health    r^W 
'l  16     for  Hearing  Proyr 

L02  /*  Jefai   Chrift 
\$.jrm  all  Nations  1 17 

tfW  P raver  ybluk  65. 
far  PrOtfcVi^n.  Grace  and 
Truth  ;y  .for  Providence 
fl^i  G.*^  36.  /br  Rain 
6c  147.  from  the  Saints 
149  150.  for  Temporal 
Ble/gngs  68,  147.  fir 
Temptations  cvercornt 
18.  for  Victory  in  War 
ibid. 
Prayer  heard  4  34,65,  66 
in  Time  of  War  20,  and 
Hope  of  ViSiory  to. 
Praife  publick  65  and 
Hope  27  in  Church's  D/- 
ftefs  80.  //**/'</  andZion 

Yfjtor'd  102.       *«</    /W/^ 

y'  perfecuted  Saints  3C, 
37,  56  W  Pnz//*  /or 
Deliverance  24  yir  -#*- 
pentance  and  Pardon,  &C 
38    /**  Complaint. 

Preferving  Grace   138. 

Prefervation      ;/7      Publick 
Dangtrs  46,   9 1,    112. 
Dajly    12 1. 

Pride  ^W  Atheijm,  and 
OppreJJicn  punijVd  10,  12 
tf^  £Vtf//£>  49. 

PridL 


INDEX. 

Priefthood  of  Chrl/i   51   and  Drunkards  107,  for 
* '°-  New- England  107.  for 

Princes  vain  62,  1^6.  the  fifth  of  November 
ProfeGion  cf  Sincerity  and  115,  124.  for  Great- 
RsberJance,  Uc.  119,3d  Britain  67,  147.  fee 
part,  139,  Falfe  50  "  Morn.  Even.  &c. 
Piomxhs^andThreatnings  Publick  Praife  for  pri- 
81  pleaded  119,  joth  vate  Mercies  116,-118. 
Part,  for    Deliverance   124. 

Profpeiity  dangerous   55,  IVorjhip,  Abfence  fc?n    it 
73'  complain  d  of  42.     //^r- 

Profperous  Sinners  curfed  Jhip   attended  on    122. 
37^  495  73-  /V/7)Kr  and  Praife    65, 

Protection.     7>wr/?    and  84. 
Gratf   57.  j?y  Day   and  Punifhment  of  Sinners  r. 
Night    lit.  ii,    37.     tf/wf   Salvation 

Providence,  /r*   Wifdom  78^  81,  106. /^  Afflic- 
and Equity  9.  andCreation  tion. 
33>  *35?  r3&    and  Grace  Purpefes  Zw/y  1 19.    15th 
36,  147.   and  Perfections  Part. 
0^  God  36.    i/J   Myjlery  Q_ 

unfoided  7  3.   recorded  77,    /qualifications    0/"   # 
78.  107.  ;«   ^/>,   ifor/A   V^/   Chriflian  15,  24. 
and  Sea  25,6$)  89,  104.  Quarrelfome  Neighbours 
107,    147.  120. 

Prudence  tf/2^/  Z^/  39.  Qujckning  Grtf<r*    119, 
VMm  for  Soldiers  18,60.   16th  Part, 
yir  */*/  ^  7 1.  yir  //«/-  .    R 

bandmen  65.  /ir  #  /<W-  T>  Ain  from  Heaven  135 
?*#/  89,  90  for  the  Lot  4  s  65,    14  :, 

Day  g2.  before  Prayer  95  Recovery  y'r^Ti    Sicknefs 
before    Sermon    ibid,   /ir  6,  30,  i»6. 
Magiflrates      101.      yi"  Rejoicing  ui  GW  18.  ^ 
Houjholds  10 1.  for  Ma-  Joy,  Delight. 
ttaari  io-].  for  Gluttons  Relative  Dut'w  is^33 

Religion 


INDEX. 

Religion  and  Juftice   15.   Church  in  National  Dcfi- 

JVords  and  Deeds    37.       la t ions  46  in  God  61, 
ReligiouiEducation  34  70    Delight  in  the  Church  1; 
Remembrance  of  former  Saints    />tf/>//y  rtw/  Sinners 

Deliverance  77,  143.  curfed  1  if,  119,  ift  Part 
RepentimccConfffion  and  Safety  in   evil  Times    12, 

Pardon  32  #W  Prayer  \b  the  hejl  Company  16., 
y'r  Pardon  and  Strength  charatterifed  15,  24.   tf«i 

38.    tf/7^     Faith   in    the  Sinners      Portion  1,      17. 

Blood  of  Chrlii   51.  dW//  in  Heaven  1  <J,  2^  . 

Reproach  removd  3  r, 37  pwiijhzd  &  faved  ~%,  io6 
Rdignation  39,123,131  GW;  CV?^  0/  fitaw  34.. 
Refolutions     /;<?/y      ngy   R  ward  at  lajl  50,  90  9  i 

15th   Part.  tf»i    Sinners  End  37,    1, 

Reftoring  GVtftv  138,23  11  Patie?ice  and  World's 
Refurredtion    and  Death  Hatred  37,    chajlisd  an! 

of    Chrift  2,   16    of  the  Sinners  dejlroyed  9+.  £)/>, 
£W/z/j  16,  17,  49    71.  to   Cftr^V  Zrwj  102.  pu. 

and  Death  49,  71  89.  w/y&W  and  pardon  d  iod, 
rcverenceihivo?-f.bip$(),c)9  107  conduced  to  Heaven 
Revolution  byKing  Wil-    106,   1C7.   tried  and  pre - 

liam  75.  ,         fervdbb,  125. ^:V:. 

Riches  SWr  JFWfp  49.     moderated  '  1  25,    judging 

contparidwitb  Grace  144  ffe  /T^W  149. 
Righteous,  ylv  Saints-.        Salvation    0/'  &u*/j    10. 
Righteoufnels/r^rX'ir.y?  *?^     Triumph     18.     0/z  / 
71.  ytv   Salvation,    Par-  Defence     in  God  61.    /> 
'don,  Chrift.  Chrijl  b9,   85. 

S  Sanctity \J  JJ/Ucdions  1 19 

SABBATHyfrLord'a  I^Part,  94. 
day.  Szlzn  fttbdued  3,   6,     [3. 

Sacrifice  40,51,69.  /;/-  Scripture  t 

carnation  of  Chrijl  40.      *&   ^,- 
Safety  inpublick  Dangers   J  19^  7th  Part  /*/?rii 
qiyan4  Triumph  of  the  frm   it  iiq,   4th    Part 

'  .      £>< 


INDEX. 

Delight    in    it      II9,  5th   happy    I,    II.    and    Saints 
and     i8:h    Part.  Holinej's      Portion    I,     17,    yf%     50. 
and  Contort  from  it  W()>      Hatred    and  Saints     Pa- 
6th       Part.       PerfeStions     tience    37.    defrayed,    and 
119,    7th   Part.      Variety      Saints  chaftized,    94. 
and   Excellency    119,   8th   Sim  *f  7^*  1 2,    34,   5O. 
«     Part.   Ait  ended    -with  the  Slarder   Delicti  ance  from 
Spirit    119    Qth,     Part,      it    3  I,     1 20- 
Seafons  of   the  Year    65,    Song  y^  Pialm. 
I4.7.  Sorrows,  fee   AfHiclicn. 

*  Seaman's  Song   107.  Sicknef,    tSc 

Secret  Devotion    119,    2d   So^ls /'«    ^  feparate    State 

Part,  34  17.    146,    150. 

Seeking    Gcd  63,   27.  Spirit   given      at    Chrifl's 

Self- Examination,  or  Evi-      afention  63,  his  Teaching 
cences  of  Grace   26,  139.     defcred  119,  9th  Part   51. 
Sepa-ate  Souls,  Heaven  17.   Spiritual     Enemies      over- 
Shepherd  of  Saints  is  God     come  3.    18,  144    Bieffings 
23.  andPunijhments  8 1  Mind- 

Shipwreck  prevented  107.     **W}    119.  2d     Part.  />* 
Sick-Bed  Devotion  6,   38,      Saint,   Grace,    £3V. 

-9     116.  Spoufe     c/*     C£r//?        /£* 

Sicknefs     healed     6,     30,      #/«£   of  the    Church  45, 

116.  Spring  of  the    Year  65. 

Signs    0/*  Chrift' s    Coming     and  Summer  65,  1 04.  tfff* 

12,   96,   &c.  Winter  147 

Sin  0/*  Nature  1 4  Origi-  Storm  £*4  Jhunder  29, 
nal  and  a  final  y  confejs^d  135,  1 48. 
/jW  pardon  c  5  I,  tftf^  Strength,  RettrJance  and 
Ghaflifement  of  Saints  Pardon  prayed  for  38. 
78,  106  Univerfai  14  from  Chrift  71.  of  Graze 
Sincerity  19  26,  32,  139.  138- 
Proved  and  revoa'ded  Submiflion  223,  131.  to 
1 8  profeft  119.  3^  Part  Chrift  2  to  Sickwfs  ^y. 
Sinner  cur  fed  and    Saint  Succtfi  of  the  Gofpel   1  19, 

no  Suffer- 


I     N     1)     E     X. 

Sufferings  and  Death  of  F  roubles,  fie  AiilJctioiu 
Chrijl  22,  iff  Kingdom  of  Tempi ations. 
Chriji  2,  2z,  69,  1  to.       Truft     ///    //;*    Creatures 
Summvro  s^Sif /''inter  14.7  <lw;z  62,  146. 
Support  tf/fJ  Uounjel  frc?n   Truth)  Grace   and  Pro- 
God  16    for  the   ajfiiclid  teclion  57,  145,    i^b.fee 
and  tempted $$1  and  Com-  God.     Faithfulness, 
fort  in  God  94,  119,14th  Tumult,  Deliverance. 
Part.  y™///  //  1 1 8. 

Surety  £if  Stfav/u^Chrift  V 

40.  'XT  Anity  of  Man  as  mor- 

TEmptarion  overcome     V     to/ 39,  89,  144.0/* 
3, 18,  inSicknefs  6.   /,//>  <:W  Riches  40. 
^/o7p£  yVfl/Tz    r/w/z  25.    0/'  Vengeance  &  CompaJJion 
the  Devil  i$.fupport  un-  68.    againji  the    Emmies 
der  them  3,  55,   94.  of  the  Church  76,  149. 

Tempter,/^  satan.  Victory  hop' d  and  prayd 

Tender   Confciencc    119,  for  20.   over   Temptations 
13th  Part.  6,    18.     144.    over   Tern- 

1  I  anks  public/:  for  pri-  poral  Enemies  18.  and 
v ate  Mercies  116,  ia8,  Deliverance  from  Perfe- 
fee  Praife.  cut  ion   53. 

Threatnings,  andPromi-  Vineyard  of  God  vjafled 
fes  St.  80. 

Thunder  and  Storm  29,  Unbelief  an/1  Envy  curd 
*35>  1*6, ,14s.  37.    Piaiijh'dos 

Times  *z//7  i  1,  12.  Unchangeable  GW  89. 

Tongue  govern  d  34,  39=    ill. 

Tr/:il  0/^///-  Graces  by /if-  Voiys  paid  in  the  Church 
fiiciicns  bb,    1  ^5.    of  our   116.    <>/*    Holinefs     1*9, 

//j  2b,  139.  15th  Part. 

Triumph  for    Salvation  XV 

18.    and   Safety     of    the    \X/Aiting/ir  P* 
^Church  in  national  Defo-     VV     rtW  Direction   25 
/tfr/W  46.  tf/  //;<*  lajl  Day  anjzverto  Prayer  85,  143. 
149-  I JQ.  W  ar 


I  N  D  E  X. 

War  Prayer  i?.Ti??:e  of it   148  and   Grace    19    33, 
20  Difappointmenti  there-    1 1  1,  1 35,  136  Good  pro- 
in  60  Victory    )8.   $piri-  Jit  Men;  not    God  16. 
tval  18,  144.  World*!  y  Saints 

Warnings  of  God  to   his  Patience  37. 
People    8  1 .  Worfhip  and  Order  of  the 

Watchfutnefc   19,    141.  Gofpel  48.    Delight  in  it 
Over  the  Tongue  39.  84.    w/VA  Reverence  89, 

Weather  65,  107,    135,99   ^ty.  55»  f34   '4-I- 
j 47,    148.  /«  a  Family  133  Publick 

Wicked/*?  Sinner,Saint  63,  84,    122,     132,  -//£- 
Wickednefs  of  Man  14,  fence  from  it  42,  63. 
36,  51.  Wrath    <W  Mercy  from 

Wind,    fee     Providence  tie  Judg?nent-Seat  9.  See 
Seafons,  Storm.  more    in    God,    Punifh- 

W inter  and  Summer  147  ment,     Sinner,    Venge- 
Wifdom   and  Equity    of  ance. 
Providence  9    </  GW  in  Z 

£i;  Works    111,  '"T"  EAL  #77^  Prudence 

Word  </  God,  fee  Scrip-  zL/  39. 

.turc.  Zion,    ftV   Citizens    Ufa 

Works   of  Creation   and  See  Church. 

Providence      104,      147, 


The    End  cf  the  Tatis  of  Contents. 


A 


A  TABLE  to  find  out  any  Psalm  or  Part 
of  a  Psalm  by  the  firft  Line  of  it. 

A  Page 

LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  3C2 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  Skies  J  6 
Amidftthy  Wrath  remember  Love 

Amidft  th'  Aflcmblies  of  the  Cheat  I  5 

Among  the  Princes  earthly  Gods  164 

And  will  the  God  of  Grace  158 

Are  all  the  Foes  of  Sicn  Fools  109 

Are  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown  j6 

A  rife  my  gracbus  God  3? 

Awake,  ye  Saints,  to  praife  your  Kino:  270 
B 

BEhold  the  lofty  Sky  38 

Beheld  the  Love,  the  generous  Love  70 

Behold  the  Morning  Sun  39 

Behold  the  hire  Foundation  Stone  232 

Behold  thy  waiting  Servant  Lord  242 

Blef?,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  God  198 

Bleft  are  the  Sons  of  Peace  207 

Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know  16b' 

Bleft  are  the  undenTdin  Heart  235 

Bleft  is  the  Man  for  ever  bleft  62 

Bleft  is  the  Man  whoil  Bowels  move  84. 

Bleft  is  the  Man  who  fhuns  the  Place  1 

Bleft  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord  64 

G 

/^Hildren  in  Years  and  Knowledge  young  6" 

V_>  Come,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  GS 

Come,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife  105 

Come,  found  his  Praife  abroad  184 

Confider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord  24O 
D 

DAvid  rejoye'd  in  God  his  Strength  44. 

Deep  in  our  Hearts  let  us  rccorc\  1  jx 

Early 


A   T  A   B  L  E. 
E 

EArly  my  God,  without  Delay  l  j~ 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  102 
F 

FAr  as  thy  Name  is  known  94 

Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  Hand  249 

Father  I  fing  thy  wondrous  Grace  133 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  257 

Firm  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright  58 

Fools  in  their  Hearts  believe  and  fay  26 

For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord  286 

For  ever  (hall  my  Song  record  166 

From  Aee  to  Age  exalt  his  Name  212 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies  230 

From  deep  Diftrefs  and  troubled  Thoughts  264 
G 

C"^  Ive  Thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  2 1 1 
T  Give  Thanks  to  God, invoke  his  Name  207 

Give  Thanks  to  Goi  moft  high  273 

Give  Thanks  to  God  the  fovereign  Lord  271 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  Praife  275 

O've  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame  56 

God  in  his  ea^ihly  Temple  lays  165 

God  is  'he  R^'ugeof  his  Saints  91 

G^d  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope  141 

God, of  eternal   Love  213 

God  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youth  137 

God  of  my  Life  look  eently  down  80 

God  of  mv  Mercy  and  my  Praife  217 

God  is  the  LoH,  the  heavenlv  King  125 

Great  God  atten^jfi&ile  7Jon  fings  1 60 

Great  God,  how  oft  di  ''  Ifrael prove ^  15+ 

Great  Qod<  indulge  my  humble  Claim  1 19 
Great  God,  the  Heavens  well  order'd  Frame     41 

Great  Gocf,  whofe  univerfal  Sway  138 

Great 


A   T  ABLE. 

Great  is  the  Lord  exalted  high 
Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Works  of  Might 
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How  did  my  Heart  rejoyce  to  hear  254. 

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How  long  wik  thou    conceal  thy  F'ace  25 

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In  God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  Praife  303 

In  Judah  God  or* old  was  known  247 

Into  thine  Hand,  O  Gcd  of  Truth  58 

Joy  to  the  World  ;  the  Lord  is  come  190 

1  fet  trre  Lord  before  mv  Face  3 1 

Is  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart  264 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand  ioy 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways  54. 

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Let  all  the  Heathen  Writers  join  24* 

Let  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds  151 

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Let  every  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak  289 

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Let  Sinners  take  their  Courfe  j  [  x 

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Let  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoyce  jq7 

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Lord,  I  can  fuffer  thy  Rebukes  j* 

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Lord,  i.  would  fpread  my  fore  Diftrefs  66 

Lord,  01  the  Worlds  above  J6^ 

Lord,  thou  haft  cail'd  thy  Grace  to  mind  163 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servants  cry  231 

Lord,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  (een  me  thro'  277 

Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fincere  34- 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  10 

Lord,  'tis  a  pl?afent  thing  to  ftand  1  79 

Lord,  we  have  h?ard  thy  Works  of  old  86 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  Piece  175 

Lord,  what  a  thot'lefs  Wretch  was  I  142 

Lord,  what  is  Alan,  poor  feeble  Man  286 

Lord,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  firft  1  7 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  Mercies  o'er  28  z 

Lord,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high  129 

Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lo.d  298 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  Corner-ftone  234. 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  Sight  26  7 

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MAKER  and  Sovereign -Lord  4 
Mercy  and  Judgment  are  my  Song       193 

Mine  Eyes  and  my  Defire  53 

Mv  God,  accept  my  early  Vows  283 

My  God,  confider  my  Diftrefs  244. 

My  God,  how  many  are   my  Fears  7 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs  1  1  $ 

My  God,  my  everlafting  Hope  136 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife  287 

My  God,  permit  my  Tongue  I  20 

My  God,  the  St  ps  of  pious*  Men  76 

My  God,  what  inward  Grief  1  feel  280 

My  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name  50 

My  never  ceafing  Songs  (hall  fhew  166 

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My  Saviour  and  my  Kirtg  •  7 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  136 

My  Shepherd  is  the  Living  Lord  48 

My  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need  49 

My  Sou!,  how  lovely  is  the  Place  160 

My  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Dull  748 

My  Soul  repeat  his  Praife  201 

My  Soul  thy  Great  Creator  praife  203 

My  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone  110 

My  Spirit  links « within  me,  Lord  85 

My  Truft  is  in  sny  Heavenly  Friend  13 
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NO  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes  266 
Not  to  ourNames  thou  only  Juft&True  227 

Not  to  ourielves  who  are  but  Duft  226 

Now  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  fing  89 

Now  from  the  roaring  Lion's  Rage  46 

Now  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind  140 

Now  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear  132 

Now  let  our  mournful  Songs  record  47 

Now  may  the  God  of  Power  and  Grace  42 

Now  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God  09 

Now  fhall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid  126 
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O  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord  23a 

O  bleffed  Souls  are  they  60 

O   blefs  the  Lord,   'my   Soul  20 1 

O  Britain^  praife  thy-  mighty  God1  293 

Of  Juftice  add  of  Grace  1  fing  194 

O  for  afhout  of  facred  Joy  92 

O  God  my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries  109 

O  God  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs  9 

O  God  of  Mercy  hear  my  Call  1  oS 

O  God  to  whom  Revenge  belongs  182 

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O  Lord  our  Gt d,  how  wondrous  great  15 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Ways  24.3 

O  that  thy  Sutoteaevcry  Hoer  247 
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O  thou  whofe  Tufti..c  reigns  on  his,h  2\i 

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Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name  269 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  my  Heart  fhalljoin  290 

Praife  ye  the  Lord, 'tis  good  to  ratfe  29Z 

Preferve  me  Lard,  in  time  of  Need  29 

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REjoice  ye  Righteous  in  the  Lord  63 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State  170 

Return,  O  God  Love,  return  175 
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SAlvation  is  for  ever  nigh  164. 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  Floods  130 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  Fee'  30 

See  what  a  living  Stone  233 

Shew  Pity,  Lord  ;   O  Lord  forgive  105 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Britain  ftiine  127 

Sing  all  ye  Nations  to  the  Lord  125 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  156 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  Name  184. 

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Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  143 

Sweet  is  the  Memory  of  thy  Grace  289 

Sweet  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King  178 
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The  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  50 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord  my  Strength  33 

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The  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth  102 

The  God  of  our  Salvation  hears  122 

The  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord  40 

The  King  of  Saints  how  fair  his  Face  90 

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The  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now  230 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  Ways  199 

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The  Lord  is  come  :  The  Heavens  proclaim  188 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  50 

The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light  5.5 

The  Lord  of  Glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  180 

The  Lord  the  Judge  before  his  Throne  97 

The  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns  ico 

The  Lord  the.fov'reign  King  207 
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The  Man  is  ever  bleft  2 

The  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee  121 

The  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought  83 

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This  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made  252 

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Thou  art  my  Portion,  ()  my  God  236 

Thou  God  of  Love,  thou  ever  bled  250 

Thro'  every  Age,  eternal  God  272 

Thrice  happy  Man  who  fears  the  Lord  222 

Thus  1  reloiv'd  before  the  Lord  7S 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  Fields  98 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  your  Work  is  vain  82 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  fpake  217 

Thus  the  great  Lord  ofEaith  and  Sea  218 

Thy  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord  241 

Thy  Name,  Almighty  Lord  23a 

ThyWorks  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord  214 
'Tis   by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  {land      124 

To  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  Voice  149 

To  God  1  made  my  Sorrows  known  283 

To  God  the  great  :   the  ever  bleft  209 

To  Heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  252 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  290 

To  thee  before  the  dawning  Light  236 

Tothee  moil:  holy  and  moil:  high  146 

To  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe  37 

'Twas  for  thy  Sake,  eternal  God  \  ^ 

'  Twas  from  thy  Hand,  my  God  I  came  279 

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Unihaken  as  the  (acred  Hill  257 

Up  from  my  Youth  may  Ifrael  fay  2b  1 

Lip  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes  25  1 

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We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adoro  36 

What  fhall  I  render  to  my  God  229 

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When  God  is  nigh,  my  Kaith  is  ilrong  30 

When  God  provok'd  with  daring  Crimes  215 

When  God  reftor'd  our  captive  State  258 

Wnen  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  Name  259 

When  Ijrael  treed  from  rharaW*  Hand  225 

When  lfrael  fins,  the  Lord  reproves  253 

When  i  with  pleafing  Wonder  ft/and  282 

When  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin  73 

When  overwhelmed  with  Grief  1 16 

When  Pain  and  Anguifh  feize  me,  Lord  249 

When  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and  juit  1  8 

Where  fhall  the  Man  be  found  53 

Where  (hall  we  go  to  feek  and  find  26  5 

While  I  keep  Silence  and  conceal  62 

While  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways  72 

Who  (hall  aicend  thy  Heavenly  Place  28 

Who  fhall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill    '  27 

Who  fhall  ariie  and  plead  my  Right  183 

Why  did  the  Jtws  proclaim  their  Rags  6 

Why  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay  5 

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Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boa  ft"  75 

Why  doth  the  Lord  ftand  off  Co  far  20 

Why  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow  95 

Why  has  my  God  my  Soul  for  look  45 

Why  fhould  I  vex  my  Soul  and  fret  74 

Will  God  for  ever  caft  us  off  144 

With  all  my  Powers  of  Heart  and  Tongue  27  b 

With  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind  84 

With  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Song  18 
With  my  whole  Heart  Pve  fought  thy  Face     245 

With  Reverence  let  the  Saints  appear  167 

With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud  294 

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Ye  [(lands  Of  the  Northern  Sea  189 

Ye  Nations  round  the  Earth  rejoice  292 

Ye  Servants  of th*  Almighty  King  224. 

Ye  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race  1-7 

Ye  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Jufr.  60 

Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord  22? 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immmortal  King  268 

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